06/23/2010

For the last week I have been chasing the white rabbit. Through airports and buses and museums and graveyards and offices – I have not caught him yet, and do not think I can.

However as I watch his fluffy white tail, always just out of reach, he and I are both slowing down. We’re ready for a period of rest, of reflection, of catching up and winding down.

I have so much to write about the Honor Flight trip, so many thoughts about how wonderful it was – sadly, a lot was tainted by one person who is now trying to submarine the whole program for my state….Another story for another time.

Regardless of a petty man, I shared a wonderful weekend with many amazing men and women – World War II Vets and volunteers. I made new friends and laughed hysterically, and stayed up late talking with a cousin discovering just how similar we are, and watched two Vets close the bar every night, and STILL get up bright and early each day.

I held a man’s hand as he cried, remembering those he lost. A current soldier passing by stopped and held him, and we shared a moment of simple love. I held the hand of another as he reflected how close he was to the end not too long ago, and “by the grace of God” got another chance.

It is so easy to love simply and unconditionally. To open one’s heart to others and expect nothing in return, but to be offered love and acceptance – that is what I experienced for the last week. Love. No stings attached. Just openness and acceptance – just Love.

The rabbit can keep running of he wishes, I do not need to chase him anymore. I know where I am going for now, and if I get lost along the way, it will be an adventure until I find the path again.