“I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood…”
-- Mary Oliver, “When Death Comes”
It’s strange to me that I ever feel like I’m alone, since we all live among sisters and brothers as bright and beneficial as lights in darkness. Mary Oliver knows this, and I sometimes sense it as I pass through these days in the presence of colorful and affectionate fall trees and gracious winds swirling leaves on lawns. Nothing leaves us behind, and nothing says it doesn’t know us. The sidewalks my wife and I walk before sunrise are our assistants in staying fit, and the streets we drive on stay stretched out for us so we get where we’re going. The great gift of each moment is the reminder that all the things we see live in us and we live in them. The stars at night shine inside us when we see them, and every morning makes its start inside our minds and hearts as we head into the day surrounded and sheltered by the family of this safeguarding world.
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