I don’t know what the actual event was, but he took the time to send me an apology for standing me up once upon a time. I don’t remember the details, but I do remember a general feeling of being let down by him one too many times. This was a pity for my young self since he was incredibly witty and worked at Dairy Queen. He brought me lovely ice creams often after work. He also even remembered the nickname he had given me. Memories came flooding back from my history. It seems like a world away from now.
It was such a sweet thing to receive this email. It surprised me how touching it was. It helped me realise how we, as humans, really need to put things down or they wear on us.
“Vulnerability is the birthplace of love, belonging, joy, courage, empathy, and creativity. It is the source of hope, empathy, accountability and authenticity. If we want greater clarity in our purpose or deeper and more meaningful spiritual lives, full or ability is the path.”
Small wonders of the everyday sacred are like small poems that arise each and every minute of every day. They are worth noticing. How can we live in a more courageous way in our day-to-day lives?
