Englishman in New York....

I was going to talk about two way streets today.....but I'm going to hold off on that...

I'm listening to Sting....I love him.   Englishman in New York came on....it's a dreary fall day...but somehow....

and for very little reason...there's a feeling I'm feeling....of a really weird electricity in the air....one that speaks of change and

great successes.....and for this conclusion....I have no supporting cause....but for some reason...utter faith in the fact of it all.

is that possible?  My son is sick today...and I've had to run around and take him to the doctor...and watch how his little eyes.....get watery as he coughs and how his eyes, his little innocent eyes express his pain....when he swallows...and his little head is hot from fever....

and then off to the pharmacy to wait and wait and wait with him as he looks so tired.....and tote him around to the UPS store because we have to get something notarized....

and then....just... all of those things...and the weather...would quite normally make me feel....

spent.

but for some reason....today.....

today....has promises that whisper in the air....things I can't decipher with ears but enter my soul....

and I received an awesome package in the mail today....so that has helped with taking the dreariness out of the gray day....

but really...

it's about faith.  because when you feel faith in what you can't see.....it is incredible.

there is a peace that washes over you.....that you don't need a net because you know you won't fall.

if that makes sense....then...yay.  because so very little can make sense....until you just strip it down to the bone....

but once you see the bare minimum of what is really necessary....for happiness....you notice that it was there all along...

and having the faith that it is there and always will be....

all lost is found. 


"if I ever lose my faith in you.....there'd be nothing left to do..." -Sting




peace...and love and happiness....

(portrait, by Tom De Bondt)