Day 116g: Humility as a Bunk-mate … (August 23, 2019)
And onward I now pseudo-stumbled, into the steadily gathering gloom – first into and through the town of Newark (Delaware), then over the border into Maryland, then into the hamlet of Elkton (where I ended up “napping” for a few uncomfortable hours on the front porch of the Winstead Agency insurance office), and then finally into the town of Northeast – where I spotted a parked roadside school bus, and made it my Home for the rest of the night …
“To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respected or respectable, and to be truly wealthy, never merely rich; to listen intently & with an open heart to stars and birds and the animals, to honor both babes and sages; to study diligently; to think quietly, talk gently, and act boldly; to never hurry; in a word, to let the spiritual, both unbidden and unconscious, flow up through the common, and to ever embrace the same with according caring and decency. This is my symphony, this is my life.” ~ inspired by William Ellery Channing
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