“Hope” is the thing with feathers,
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops ... at all
- Emily Dickenson
Thursday, May 1, 2008
We received a note from Ad this morning. She is staying in a Bhutanese temple in Bodh Gaya, where the Buddha reached enlightenment. I'm still in Albert Lea. Like Bob Muschler, I'm trying to reach maturity, say nothing of enlightenment.