apologies

Sometimes a quiet Sunday in the shop brings a long-lost friend to the door- apologizing for her absence.  What a gift!  What a blessing!  

I often think about how disconnected we are- isolated and involved in our own small worlds- we lose track of each other too easily.  All this technology that makes our globe a village also works to keep us each in our own cubicle.  Our sense of community is somehow replaced by a constant seeking of attention and approval through our online networks.  We are left ungrounded, unattached, and often feeling empty and alone.

How much of this alone-feeling is causing the anger that is spewing out of our political campaigns these days?  I have to wonder.

Thank you, Friend, for stopping in!

-Mary-Moore.