Welcome Home

Anne bought a special made coconut custard pie as a welcome home present for my return from Grenada. I asked her if she thinks I need fattening up? She said no, she thinks I look better than I have in a while, much to her surprise. Seems she expected that all the goings-on down in Grenada would take a toll on my well being. That got me to wondering. And you know the kinds of trouble I get into when I start to wonder.

What do events like what I've just been through and Brian M, and his Uncle Hal, and the people at La Sagesse, are still dealing with in Grenada, contribute to our lives? Anything? Is it possible that it in some way this has had a positive impact on me; and could well have a positive impact on Brian, and on the folks at La Sagesse Hotel?

Is there some not-so-obvious-positive in getting so dramatically and deeply related to other human beings? Could it be that I have been more impacted by the nature of them - their essential humanness - than by the tragedy we were all so touched by? Would I have been as open to being befriended by the other guests at the hotel and by the proprietors there. Or would I have in my smallness been thrown to deflect those offerings, those connections of love and regard so freely provided without concern for appearances or social  conventions? Yes, I think so.

As the week progressed I've found myself once again awakening to the the unbridled generosity of whole people are; and despite the grief of the events surrounding us all, the nurturing impact of feeling valued, loved and worthy. And I don't mean just me. I mean all of thiose touched by the event in time.

And so maybe Anne's perception has some truth. Maybe I just don't appear to be better. Maybe I/we are somehow all better for what these events have provided for us all. Just wondering.