Why am I surprised? Okay, I’m not. But it is truly amazing how life works, how we are cared for, provided for, held in safety, if we but open to it.
I am in Chicago, at O’Hare airport, on my way to California for the third of four leadership retreats. [Update here. I am now in Phoenix where I have Internet to post this morning's writing!] With a long travel day ahead of me, I brought plenty to “do†on planes and in airports. I boarded the plane at 5:45 am in Appleton and took out my journal. Then, my seat mate arrived.
A young woman, very polite, sat down and invested herself in her Blackberry. I wrote.
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