Just before sunrise the next morning, I awoke cradled in carefree joy. The ocean washed away the remaining pandemic residue—the last smatterings of shock and fear released overnight into salt air. The dolphin parade mid-morning melted fourteen months into one deep breath of gratitude. Cleansing, purifying water baptized me. Primordial newness. Infinitely fresh. Always beginning. Romping dolphins played tag. Not it! It.
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From French philosopher and activist Simone Weil’s Gravity and Grace, published posthumously in 1947: “…Real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren, boring…. Real good is always new, marvelous, intoxicating.”
cloudy or sunny / in or out of the money / come rain or come shine