We Are Everything, We are Nothing. And In between

    Oh, the places we go! To paraphrase Dr. Seuss, a book that gave me hope a generation ago. We go many places in places in life. Sometimes we feel stuck. Sure, we have all felt this. I can feel it, certainly.

    Started this a couple days ago. Sunday this morning, try to sew this up a little. Sew up a little?

    My wife talked about all the coasts and beaches of the world today. Sort of. We mentioned a few in southern and central California. Where did we go? There were some lake beaches not mentioned.

    We must be grateful to wake up and possess our bodies and minds, have free will. We have choices! We have freedoms, even though many of us are impaired by systems and governments.

    Our own choices can limit us, too. Pros and cons, roses and thorns, as my wife mentioned to my daughter.

    Credits and debits, in the financial world.

    We are not necessarily the sum of our parts. But we are more. And less than the dust of the earth.

    

    We are mixes in between.