The gumbo was heaven and the 70 degrees perfection.
The greatest lesson I have learned and a fundamental law of life is to simply be yourself. In the rhythm of the waves and the wind and the blue sky filled with hungry 'Laughing Gulls,' crying out for a piece of bread, it became abundantly clear that those who are hate filled and angry and money hungry and vengeful are not worth my time. They are sad, lonely souls who can only find solace by hurting others. For them I am sorry. They control and manipulate and feel utterly misplaced when surrounded by kindness and giving. They take no joy or pleasure in life and their hearts must be most haunted, resentful, and bitter. Their gifts remain locked away, never to emerge. They never come into rhythm with life or others or love. Their shopping list is dark and full of suffering. What is written on your shopping list?
This week before Christmas, I wish for you freedom and peace and moments and pockets of peace. Pockets where you find what truly is most important in this world and where you can restore yourself in moments of solitude and grace.