Contemplation of seemingly simple things can teach you profound lessons...Have a great weekend everyone!

I sit on the back step and meditate on the cracked sidewalk. A paradise tree was left to grow too close to the edge. It has become a 50 foot monster that has to be removed. The roots have spread and have pushed up to the surface. The sidewalk is a casualty of force-as if centered along a faultline during a quake. The continuity of the concrete, which was layed in a semi-circle to the porch, broken and heaved askew...Much like our hearts, I suppose. I ponder that love is a gift. Like a mirror, it shows us ourselves. Sometimes a beautiful image and sometimes ugly and frightening. In this lay the pain. The mirror cracks. Our self-image is damaged and the illusion broken. But this is to our growth if we're able to see ourselves true and learn from the experience. We can replace the mirror and the image will be clearer. We can patch the concrete and remove the roots of bitterness so that we are open to receive love again...