The other day Brett told me of a time when Mahatma Gandhi was asked why he didn’t write more books to share his message with the world. His response was, “My life is my message.” I feel that in recent years I have been awakened to the vast knowledge and goodness available in those who I have the privilege of associating with. My family, my friends, my students, co-workders, and strangers - their lives have delivered messages that have provided much light in my life. I would not have guessed that my life would have unfolded as it has…which makes me hesitant to try and make predictions about my future. But I do believe that if I continue to listen to the stories of those I know and meet, that the messages I hear will be beyond my imagination.
What has my message been?
What will my message be?
This is to be a record of the messages I receive from others who I am privleged to know and those messages I hope to convey “in small ways, as one person.”
3 comments:
I'm reading you, so make it a good message! Come to Arizona...we are waiting for you.
Hey, there you are! So happy you now have your own blog. I like it... a lot!
I hope you won't judge me on my message I sent out as we played charades on Sunday night. Or maybe write about what you learned from that experience. I would be interested to know what you learned from each of us.
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