“No,” she said, “Is a very spiritual world.”  It is also a complete sentence.

It certainly makes one stop and consider the next action, a turn perhaps.  Or a sudden long stop to consider and reflect.

Then again, it is to know when to create a fence.  A wall.  Perhaps a door will appear later, but there are days when the sun outside is deliciously enjoyed from a napsite inside.  Not going out for any thing or any one.

When I give up trying to figure things out, it becomes quite quiet.  The mind keeps nudging me that we are confused.  Then again, I could just be

here and

now

serene.