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Tears And Laughter

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“There may be a thin line between tears and laughter. They are connected. Tears may end as laughter begins or just the opposite may occur. They can even be simultaneous like sunshine and rain.”

– Jeff Grace, Homestretch: This Journey on Grace Street

I believe when I took this photo last November it was the last time I would be in the same room as Jeff. I think deep down I knew it when he left. I think he did too. We all hugged and had lots of laughs during his brief visit. You will always be loved and remembered Jeff. Rest in Peace brother. Grace will carry all of us home. See you on the other side.

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Among The Angels

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Drawing by Josey Tsao. “Up on Poppy Hilly”

“Your enjoyment of the world is never right, till every morning you awake in Heaven: see yourself in your Father’s palace; and look upon the skies, the earth, and the air as celestial joys: having such a reverend esteem of all, as if you were among the angels.”

– Thomas Traherne, Centuries of Meditations, 1st Century 28 (1665)

Everything Is Worthwhile

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The New Child who lives where I live
Gives one hand to me
And the other to everything that exists,
And so the three of us go along whatever road we find,
Leaping and singing and laughing
And enjoying our shared secret
Of knowing that in all the world
There is no mystery

And that everything is worthwhile.

~ Fernando Pessoa

Humble Heart

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“You are asking, “Is there any possibility that I will ever grow up?” There are all the possibilities. For the humble heart everything is possible, for the egoist nothing is possible. For a person who can accept that “I am nobody,” all doors suddenly open, all the mysteries of existence become available. For the man who can say, “I do not know,” a miracle becomes possible. In his acceptance of not knowing he starts becoming wise because he starts becoming like a child, utterly innocent.”

~ Osho

Virtues

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“To both the racist and the puritan, childhood is not a time of life that we grow out of, as the life of the child grows out of the life of the parent or as a plant grows out of the soil, but a time and state of consciousness to be left behind, to cut oneself off from … The child may be joyous, the man must be sober and self-denying; the child may be free, the man is to be “responsible”; the child may be candid in his feelings, the man must be polite, restrained, mindful of the demands of convention; the child may be playful, the man must be industrious. I am not necessarily objecting to the manly virtues, but I am objecting that they should be so exclusively assigned to grownups, and that grownups should be so exclusively restricted to them. A man may have all the prescribed adult virtues and, if he lacks the childhood virtues, still be a dunce and a bore and a liar.”

~ Wendell Berry, The Hidden Wound