A Good Man – Chapter 8 – JohnA Passaro
I’m doing what I know how to do,
As well as I know how to do it.
On Writing: The Memoir of the Craft
It is the combination of experiencing my own Manhattanhenge and the kind words I received from my two friends that convinces me my game of charades is over.
I have solved my subconscious mind’s clue.
Henry David Thoreau said: “If you can speak what you never hear, if you can write what you never read, you have done rare things.”
I must do rare things.
I must use the circumstances of my life as a catalyst to spread kindness by expressing my feelings to the people who have made a difference in my life.
There is a saying – Namaste’ which means “the divine in me recognizes the divine in you.”
I need to connect the divine.
The best way I know how.
I must write.
I must write to Bill and express to him what I should have expressed to him years ago.
That he is a good man.
That although he is presently secluded from the world, he is cared about and missed.
And I hope, beyond almost anything I have ever hoped for, that somehow by my doing so will give Bill a good feeling.
That will last his whole day.
Which will improve his outlook.
And help him get through a trying time.
As Mahatma Gandhi said:
“Action expresses priorities.”
I must do so today.