Time is limited

I have a friend whose Dad is dying. Their time together is almost up. He wrote to me: “Yes that thin place between heaven and earth, the spirit waiting to be released, signalled by tenderness (having been given permission to express, from vulnerable breaking down mortality/physicality). Personality intact but losing grip, Spirit preparing to bid…

What are you doing here?

We were at Jacksons Point tonight – the Lakeside site – for the Wednesday evening program.  The music was superb, and I really enjoyed seeing some “old” friends.  I was asked…the tone being a bit cynical, “I have to be here but what are you doing here?” Truth be told – I wanted to be…