5:44am sunrise at 59th Street and Edgemar in LA.

Leaving room for a miracle.  Yes, that’s what this life of mine is – a blank page – space for a miracle.  So many people are just too busy for miracles to squeeze into their lives.

We must re-learn to be alone. Instead of planting our solitude with dream blossoms, we choke the space with continuousmusic, chatter, and companionship to which we do not even listen. It is simply there to fill the vacuum.  …Anne Morrow Lindbergh

We must re-learn to be alone. Instead of planting our solitude with dream blossoms, we choke the space with continuousmusic, chatter, and companionship to which we do not even listen. It is simply there to fill the vacuum.  …Anne Morrow Lindbergh