- Coffee with Sarah today.
- “I am the taste of pure water,” Gita 7:8. This little line gives me access to You. I know the taste of water, but I cannot describe it using words or concrete thought. And you’real not just the water itself, but the taste of it – taste being not a discrete thing, but a function of my mind. And there’s no way of knowing what water tastes like to someone else; the experience is so unique and personal.
- The foresight to keep this blog private; it’s a secret. I told Sarah about its existence today, but explained I wouldn’t give her address because it’s a private communication between me and You. If I knew someone I knew was reading this I’d choke up and start reading my own sentences before I even wrote them.
- I didn’t have one of those sweating attacks while I was with her. Thank you so, so much for keeping that at bay today.
- Handstand number two.
Many thanks,
Me