Wisdom finds outlets where it is needed. It does not need to market itself.

The essence of wisdom is vanishingly small, but can speak to an infinity of situations.

Sometimes when I eat good, wholesome food I clear every last bit as if it might be my last meal for a long time. It is almost as it was me who lived under the Nazis and not my Dad. Or may be it is just subconsciously 'remembering' when I really didn't know where my next meal was coming from...

If we want to establish new (or old) values, they must be embedded in communities and not just individuals.

Why do I want to capture the world in pictures, photos, words when it is endlessly renewing itself in fascinating ways before my eyes?

Best wishes to all kiddy crossing guards / lollipop men and women on fb today!

Sometimes I disappear into the world of 'figuring out life' and out of life itself. But not as often a I used to!