there comes a song with the dawn

We wait. We are a culture of waiting. The next big thing, the next phase in our life. The next person to be with, and the next idea to grab onto. But we are an impatient culture. We want that life, that thing, that person or place to be here and now, right now. How do we convince ourselves that what we have right now, this minute, is what we need, what we want and what we are supposed to have?

I don't think we can. I think the best we can do is slow down, look people in the eyes and tell them what we mean to tell them. Not what we think they want to hear, what we want to hear or what we think we should say, but what we mean to say.

I am constantly amazed by my friends. You are all wonderful people - strong, resilient and beautiful, so much so that I can't imagine wanting anything more than the here and now, because that's where all of you are.

There comes a song, with the dawn and it is one of hope and patience that maybe someday, we will have all of those things that we are waiting for. And if we don't get them, perhaps, they are not things that we were meant to have.

"What a strange illusion it is to suppose that beauty is goodness." - Leo Tolstoy