Taoism often equates that middle way like a bird that flies across the sky, the moon that is reflected upon the water. It's effect is in the moment. It leaves no trace. There is no imprint of flight or a reflection's press upon the water.
....But This Being Human.....jeeze - considering that I was computer-less due to monitor failure since July 13th, you'd think someone would notice....miss me.
But that's okay. I still love all my blog pals.
You fuckers!!!!!!


Loralee Choate said…
I missed you terribly. You're right though, I'm a fucker (And a gloriously complicated one at that!).

Grin! Hug! Welcome back!