Author: clfuu

On Halloween we hide our faces behind masks. But really our faces themselves can often cover up our true selves. Only bones never lie.

Where are you your truest self?

So much of the time we are just in transit, amongst strangers as we move as quickly as possible toward our known destinations. But if, as Nelle Morton said, “The journey is home,” then aren’t these random companions on the journey some small part of our family?

Has someone who you just met passing through ever become a friend?

Here. These flowers are for you. Congratulations. Well done.

What accomplishment, however small, would you like to be congratulated for?

“…Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting –
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.”
—Mary Oliver

What reminds you of your place in the family of things?

One way to belong is to dress alike, believe alike, look alike, worship alike. But even in the most homogeneous group no two stories are the same.

When have you felt disconnected from a group that appeared very much like you?