On the last two days I wrote a number of blogs, but getting myself progressively scrambled! So lets start again...
While Isabel and our son's offspring went off to a nearby music park, I wandered along a lane looking at the trees along side it. Suddenly, looking up for a tiny moment into a niche in the tangled branches, I found myself as if I was that tangle and that it flared red light. In retrospect it seemed like the time, 40 or more years ago, when I asked of a leaf, what it was like to be that leaf: and, for a tiny, indescribable moment, my request was fulfilled. Very rare moments like these, though less dramatic, convince me that Being is vastly beyond all time and space.
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