My Two Shekels
…a bit of friendly philosophizing
During these days of Covid, I find myself quickly jotting “Be well” at the end of an email, or singing “Be Well” into the phone just before hanging up.
But this morning it hits me:be well…be well…be a well…
And I realize how fraught with meaning my everyday interactions can be if I just take time to think, to avail myself of the moment’s inspirations, if I reflect upon the words I use, the layers of meaning they suggest.
So I whisper the words, draw them out in long breaths, in then slowly out again.
An abundance of water falling from the clouds
gathering into a pool at my feet
collecting in my cupped hands
Spilling out and over
into a dish
And I see…
the image of a thirsty child, a world-weary old couple, joyous young people celebrating the renewal of Love and Life.
And in the midst of it all, a well–ever open to receive water, ever willing to dispense what it has received.
Yes, I would be that well, and wish you to be that well–to everyone we love and cherish, to everyone we meet.
So I ask you, please share what you are, what you have, what you bring to this world, to this single and singular moment.
Be a well, my Darlings, be well!