Monday, May 22, 2006

Sharing a message from Max


Sometimes we age so slowly before your eyes that you do not even seem to know, until the very end, when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded eyes. Still the love is always there, even when we take that long sleep, to run free in distant lands.

I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next week. Someday you will shed the waters from your eyes, that humans have when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just "One more day" with me.

Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We have now, together. So come, sit down here next to me on the floor. And look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to heart...


Who have I been neglecting today? Who have you?

Do we notice those who look at us with the longing for connection? Do we appreciate the love being showered upon us by those far and near? Or are we too wrapped up in our own problems and shortcomings to notice?

What do you consider to be a "good use" of your time?

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