After a slow start this Sunny Sunday really was a gift. Finally bringing some leasure. A possibility to sit or lay in a comfortable chair. Eventually protected by Our Yellow Parasol. Time tot hink over, have two very good phonecalls with friends far away. Thankyou for Our Meeting again.Time to read a few things, doze away. No TV or Breaking  News.ust minding Our Sabbath.
Thinking back to what has inspired us in our postwar child-hood adventures and schooltime engagements. As was a main topic in one of my calls.  We can now see clearer how much effort, struggle, error, it takes to follow your dreamsnd finally live in a way as you have always aspired, desired. It is nota bout, money, sex and power. Not about importance, carreer. To say the least. But ultimately with spiritual wisdom, creativity, love for the beauty of life.
And only in old age we tend to put the pieces together and enjoy any humble and simple combination. The one you happen to find because it fits into the way you have been searching for happiness.  And now you find it close to the playfull way you simply did it as a child. Why then all these detours, all this fuzz, drama? Because you do not get it without. Thats life, you dear moron…Sleep well.