over the past few days, i've had online conversations with kids that've triggered some dormant memories of my own childhood and teenage years. as well, some poignant weblog entries came into the mix and brought something full circle inside me.

it wasn't one conversation alone, or two... or a particular weblog, but the combination of these that produced the kind of clarity that makes you look out at the world and see it for what it is: the jewel in the lotus.

so this morning i awoke to a tune echoing dimly in my mind, and later as i walked down the hill to campus, Joni Mitchell's voice came back clear from my distant past, singing The Circle Game * and I felt the most intense landscapes of childhood memory wash over me, such that each branch, each plum, each bluejay, each mote of dust along the way became a clear universe in and of itself, apparent to my inner eye in a way that i know is rare.

so i have you to thank for that, you dragonflies, flitting through and into my world from your online domains and into mine... sharing time and these landscapes of our imagination that we hold in common.

may you always live in grace, and in the hallowed circles of love that you call home.

* (mp3s available anywhere)

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