November 13, 2010. Our cat Tigerlily has died. Eventually every wave of sorrow washes up on the shores of gratitude. I'm like one of those inflatable clown punching bags; gratitude is my solid base that rights me. Q: "So you're God's punching bag? Then why not simply throw in the towel?" A: "What, and give up the fight game?"
"If there is something more powerful than destiny, this must be the human being who bears destiny unshaken." — Rudolf Steiner
"The hero is he who is immovably centered." — Emerson
"In the world ye shall have tribulation; but be of good cheer : I have overcome the world." — John 16:33
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