Thursday, November 02, 2006

Riding underground public transportation may be a time to bless silently in an upward direction all that is happening at street level and bless silently sideways all the intelligence and metal and concrete that supports the street level events.

All the people on the train, bless them silently. Bless what makes the train work, the mechanisms and their makers.

Bless deep. The Earth is mostly down below the reach of our senses. It might not hurt to sit on a train a little way into our large home and bless its heart.