That Wondrous Moment

To end the story of the young lad who was seeking to find the sound of one hand. He says that there came a point when he reached, “the soundless sounds.”


All the ideas and wonderful thoughts you had and explained were for each of you that moment. When you stand before the easel and you need to think nothing because it is all there in the silence. Those moments we all have so often when there is nothing that can explain it.

I have this theory; please tell me if I am wrong, females are more aware of this moment than men. It is that moment when in the silence of the night something happens between mother and child as the child quietly feeds.

As some of you know, I was unable to speak for almost six months, a terrible affliction to one whose voice was so important. During this time I had my dog, Damon. There were times when I would be feeling low, he would come over and sit with his head on my lap and look up at me with his big brown eyes. There I heard the sound of one hand clapping.

Let me give one last example; people who know each other deeply can share such a moment across a crowed room. I knew an old couple who I could swear held wordless conversations. There was a tingle of emotion in there home.

Anyway, no more I do not wish to bore into submission and another follower decide to give up on my blog. I suppose I should have remembered when I told this to my students, some of them had the same reaction.

It is very early in the morning and I am going to schedule this post I hope it goes online and you get from it some thought for your day. If it does not post then I am sorry Jerry.

I leave you today with an ancient verse:-

Not twice this day

Inch time foot gem

This day will not come again

Each minute is worth a priceless gem.



This blog is linked to my other where the artwork used is discussed:-  Betsie