Taking a little poetic license, let me change the first word of an old hymn: “Gracious memories, how they linger, / How they ever flood my soul.” We reflect for at least three good reasons: to notch new gracious memories, to recall old ones, and to be awed with thanksgiving. ~jpc
Such is the stuff of the profound journey. Namaste.
image: the assassination of JFK that changed my journey
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