I haven’t written for a while. For many reasons, I suppose. Do I have anything to say? Does it matter anyway? Am I in a kind of self-induced fugue state, which sounds so mysterious and kind of Olivia deHavilland-ish? Possibly.
Or maybe I’ve just been humbled in a grand way. The constant beauty of France, the unfathomable graciousness of Japan, the all-accepting seduction of Mykonos...and all experienced in one twelve month period...well, it does something.
It brings you up short, and by you I mean me. What matters more than finding beauty everywhere you look? What matters more than grace? What matters more than acceptance? The answer to all three is,”Nothing matters more.”
Nothing at all.
Do I have anything to say? And does it matter anyway? Apparently I do. And yes, it does.
“Judge not, that you be not judged. For with what judgment you judge, you will be judged; and with the measure you use, it will be measured back to you. And why do you look at the speck in your brother’s eye, but do not consider the plank in your own eye? “
– Matthew 7:1-5