So we headed out to Jones Beach in NY this weekend. For the second year in a row, I noted that people sometimes prefer to set up their beach chairs on the edge of the parking lot, facing the lot. That's right, they come to the beach and sit on the edge of the lot which is a good walking and sight distance from the ocean. I find this informatively strange.
I wonder if the way we live in our homes is a bit like this phenomenon. Do we live among things and others that bring us as close to the lovely and divine as we can possibly stand to be at the moment? I suspect this is true. I for one, ache to be in the lap of love and comfort. Perhaps there have been times when I sat somewhere in a chair nearby, not sure if I was ready to allow as much beauty and support as I could muster.
How about you?
