Kindness
I have a way of turning everything into work. And if I am not careful, I forget to rest. Forget to sink into presence. Stay in my mind, thinking things to death. But he helps to keep me grounded. He doesn’t think of the idea or even plan the event, but he shows up. This is what really matters to me. The showing up.
We had a leisurely lunch at the Floris Tea Room this week. A well deserved respite with the man I’ve known and loved since I was 18 years old. He is the person who knows me best. I don’t think he always understands me, but he tries to. And I am grateful to be known and loved.
