If it was worth it, it would be worth it...

Had a curious past week (there was the unexpected but much needed quiet time for ruminant reverie in neighboring hiking hills). Then a dear friend from London quietly reaffirmed all the things I believe in a time when all my dearest friends are splitting up (and I do not believe Mercury retrograde is to blame for all of this heartbreak...)

"As the great Daniel Johnston said, 'true love will find you in the end'... and if we are ever to settle for less, more the fool are we. Let's keep searching..."

Oh why don't you have a listen to one of the greatest songs ever written...

"How can it recognize you, unless you step out into the light, the light?"

LIGHT PIECE
Carry an empty bag.
Go to the top of the hill.
Pour all the light you can in it.
Go home when it is dark.
Hang the bag in the middle of your
room in place of a light bulb.

Yoko Ono, 1963 autumn