We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled.
The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.
Ray Bradbury
American Author
Have you ever been in a restaurant (or any public place) and overheard a conversation about less-than-savory topics? I have. And, it puts me in a dour mood for the rest of the day. Sure, I may be overly-sensitive to begin with, but upon hearing a distasteful bit of news, part of me shuts down or goes to the "dark place" inside. For longer than I should.
Words have the power to teach, taunt, tease and tickle. Then can enhance our lives or swat us down. So why, as Ray Bradbury suggests, don't we tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out more often?
A smile, a nod, a wink of the eye. A connection. With another--even a tree. Why do we burrow and furrow, wince and wail when we can laugh and giggle, frolic and folly with one another? To me it's a waste of life not to partake of the joys and opportunities that present themselves to us. As Auntie Mame says, "Life's a banquet. And most poor sons-of-bitches are starving to death!"
Amen.
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