WHERE WE AREEvery place has meaning. It is a two-way arrangement, as well. Every time you visit a place you bring a part of that place back with you. It is not pilfered. It is a natural exchange in that you left a part of your self wherever it was you happened to have been just as you did the same thing at many points in between the places you were before you, most of you, finally, arrived back here from where it was you were When exchange was in progress.
Simple. This could be a clue to the curious way in which a cat finds its way back home from wherever it was before it was decided you had lost it. The miss-placed cat was not lost; all it had to be concerned about was to decide if it seemed worthwhile to go on such a long and complicated journey back to some person so inept as to actually miss-place a live cat.
We humans , as a general rule, seem to be pretty content with the way we think we are. We don’t often think of ourselves as physical chunks of flesh and bone which is in a constant process of either drying up and blowing away or by means of a less offensive process of refashioning, rearranging, revising, repairing or re-defining portions of our body to suit our way of living among fellow creatures. I read just recently about the quantity of such physical flotsam we drop by the wayside. I don’t remember the figures – which vary a great deal from person to person - but they are not so important and you wouldn’t believe them anyway.
It is quite true that we do, indeed, spread a film of dead cells in our movements – wherever we go. It is not that we intend to be improper or impolite to our fellows inasmuch as they are doing the same thing. We are usually not even aware that we are we doing such a thing. Of much greater importance is the fact that we directly influence people by our conduct,our speech, habits and attitudes. Go as a grouch and you will be accepted as being one. Be of good cheer and let other people think they, too, are of such friendly and outgoing persons.. Respect age, too ...both old and young alike. The youth is learning and the old man wonders what it would be like to be that which he has become. The exchanges are visible when you see an old man and a boy talking; or an older lady and a small girl They exchange parts and pieces of the lives, willingly, even eagerly. And, each is happier having done so -each and every one.
A.L.M. April 13, 2005 [c471wds]
