I’m at my favorite writing cafe—the one with the art work of Santo Spirito on the wall. I’ve showed it before! There are about seven sitting areas in this little room where families, friends and single people come and go. Today an old man came with his dog. As he sat down, the plate with his croissant slipped from his hand, fell to the floor and broke. Not missing a beat, he pick it all up, enjoyed the croissant, his gave his dog a loving pat, cleared the table, as is the custom here, and took the broken plate to the bar.
I am in awe of his ease and enjoyment of the moment:
And can any of you by worrying add a single hour to your span of life?
I’m reminded of what Ranier Marie Rilkie tells us:
Have patience with everything
unresolved in your heart
and try to love the questions themselves.
The point is, to live everything.
Live the questions now.
I don’t know my question, but this man has helped me live into the answer. One of the reasons I travel solo is for these opportunities to live the questions.
I am in awe of his ease and enjoyment of the moment:
And can any of you by worrying add a single hour to your span of life?
I’m reminded of what Ranier Marie Rilkie tells us:
Have patience with everything
unresolved in your heart
and try to love the questions themselves.
The point is, to live everything.
Live the questions now.
I don’t know my question, but this man has helped me live into the answer. One of the reasons I travel solo is for these opportunities to live the questions.