Indebtedness – a table of spices set with humility


I feel there is an indebtedness that arises in me from the recognition of successive blessings entering the arena of my life.
The tangible blessings start with my Mother and Father. Then the blessings in tiers associated, from the medical staff at my birth, fanning out to my family, our relatives, friends, the wider and ever wider civil society on whom my life continues to depend for support and continuation.
My repayment of what I owe is on a simple table in the arena. It is covered by a pale cloth. It is set with humility. And the rich rare spices I am invited to choose when cooking the dish of gratitude taste as sharp as the coming in of death at my little life’s end.
Any responsible and compassionate response to privileged heightened awareness of life in its very glory and in its quirky contrariness ought to be forged into a legacy for sharing.
What form this takes is all the choice I have.
At this time in mid 2018, I am working on my legacy, comprising ideas impressions memories and prayers shared on my blog and offered for whatever the future may see fit to do or not to do with them.
~ Love is present EveryNow

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