Leaving well...and belonging, but none of that 'ghosting', no!
As the times seem to make it harder to not be on the same page with those around oneself...every little comment seems to drive in a wedge in relationships - I was looking forward to reading something not divisive in energy: not politics, sports, competitions, religion (sorry! - not referring to spirituality but toi 'sectarianism', ok?), no shooter:massacre commentaries, etc., ...I reached out for Toko-Pa's book, a gift from my beloved middle child, and opened it at 'random', almost saying: "Ok Universe, your time to speak to me!". So I picked "Belonging - Remembering ourselves home", by Toko-Pa Turner. And the opening paragraph of those pages was...tadá!..." Leaving well ". What? Leaving...? A group within my HS Class of '62 was reminiscing...the good old times...the many that passed on this year, no longer with us...asking how many of us were still around, where and how to contact them...and I'm confronted with this..."Lea...