For years I’ve had various words in my head that teach me how to live.  I don’t know where they come from … but they’ve definitely been there.

Some of them show me the moment, and ask me to stay there.  This is a prime example (as opposed to that).  So I’ve often awakened with the word on my lips, especially if I’m grumpy on the waking.  I could cover my distress with a fake smile but that isn’t this.

Many of the words that bubble up from nowhere are about how I want to treat my fellow human beings, such as Light the world.  I want my presence to be glowing, not darkening.  Perhaps I can show one way to pass through a gloomy wood.

This morning my eyes opened once more … this time to a new thought:  “I could utter a single word every time someone is willing to make eye contact with me: Love.”  It would be a love broader than the beauty of “I love you”.  It would be love that falls like a mist, that embraces us all.

And now my experiment has started.  I connected this way with a friend of mine, with the word silent and present.  And then with another friend. 

I offered the word to two strangers, and the love was not returned.  That’s okay.  They didn’t know what I was giving.

“Keep offering, Bruce”

I will

It’s a good way to live