One Man’s Difficult…

Someone…recently described me as…difficult…my first response was…to think of all the ways that my…difficultness…had been warranted…of all the ways…that I was…right…and they were…wrong…to perpetuate myself…as the victim…of unjust criticism… Of course…Bertha…only let me...

Now I See It…

Bertha…reminded me of a concept she taught me a while back…and…I may have blogged about it…but…if I’m not sure…then maybe you aren’t either… Anyway…she brought to mind the image of a crescent moon…and…how…from my perspective…that tiny sliver…is all there is…at that...