I'm thinking there is no event - no matter the significance - that has not been already in the process of occurring. Which, of course, is more marvelous than less. The moment then, is a shuttle sent time and again to the shed. To ignore our position as we warp and weave is a foolish conceit. Who among us can afford to be a thread removed from the fabric?
Give me the courage to change
the things I refuse to accept,
to know the wisdom of deference,
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