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One way to get to know a person you've just met is to ask them to tell you about their favorite friends. It's said that a person essentially becomes an aggregate of the five people with whom they spend the most time.

There's another telling question to ask a stranger. It's all about a book.

1) Is there one book that you have re-read and will read again (and again)?
2) What is the most recent book that you've read and what stands out to you most?
3) What is the title of a book you recommend most often to friends?
4) What was the last book you read that made you so sad when it came to the end? (Because you wanted to keep on reading, not because the ending was sad!).

If the person you are just getting to know has never re-read a book, can't remember what stood out from the last book they read, doesn't recommend books to friends and has never felt sad to stop reading an excellent book...

I suggest that you stop conversing with them. And, perhaps, run. Kidding (not kidding). Perhaps you might consider striking up a conversation with someone else that you might want to get to know. AND start THAT conversation off by recommending a book you've recently read...

Monday, April 15, 2013

Boston Bombin

I don't have to know the who, how or why to grieve the harm done at the Boston Marathon.
I weep.  I hurt.  I ache for the pain of the Sandy Hook parents who were there to run 26 miles for 26 lost lives.
In grief I try to school and soothe myself by looking through the lens of history.  Throughout history, broken people try to break others. Those who have been harmed visit their harm on others. Harm tries to find its own watermark.

I was just thinking that maybe the Medici Family was visited by random harm as they pursued their interests in the 15th Century. And the familiar tale of the good Samaritan is in the context of that road being known to be dangerous. Harm lurking, causing concern. The broken people have always brought harm to themselves and others...but now, with dense population centers and immediate access to news, tender hearts meet a perfect storm of sorrows. Increasing inclination and immediate access. In fact, the "immediate access" is incentive for some of the broken ones. 15 minutes of "fame." All heart breaking.

So my prayers, attention, emotional support and all goodness go to the people who are bleeding. The people who were harmed. The people who stood as witness to this travesty.  The runners whose hopes and dreams and calendar and resources are tied to this historical, national event.  The perpetrators?  To you I stand away.  I will not fuel your celebrity by turning my head to look long at you.  Sorrow multiples and I can only wish that you, the bringers of harm, find new equations that do not add to an equation already filled with pain.
Boston - my heart aches for you, and yours, today.

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