She is a beautiful young woman. My server for breakfast at the Courtyard in San Diego Gaslamp District.
She may have been tall, maybe as tall as me. I’m not sure.
I think she had dark hair. But maybe medium brown.
Maybe a darker complexion. Or maybe fair?
Ah, the smile. That’s what I remember. What a nice, pleasant person with a great smile.
That sort of thing starts your day off right.
Ending the day in Carlsbad Village. Dinner at a nice small Italian restaurant. Glass of chianti. Probing discussion of deeply spiritual things. Is God unity? How wast the universe made? If it’s a closed system, is God outside the system? And inside at the same time?
Unanswerable questions that lead to deeper spiritual insight.
Quiet, and a smile.
Joy. What a blessing to be able to experience these incidents in the midst of chaotic politics. President? Who cares? There is the Spirit, and only the Spirit.
February 22, 2017 at 8:47 am |
And you are in San Diego I used to live there!