This is an American holiday, and perhaps appreciated more this year when the independence so fought for is threatened.  We know life is movement and change but I think most of us see it as movement forward not backward.   I see the date, the fourth, as going forth.  

Amidst all that’s happening, I return to the questions the philosopher Spinoza suggested we ask ourselves each night.

What inspired me today?

Where did I experience peace, balance, comfort, or satisfaction?

What made me happy today, what, not who?

May we all travel forth on the Fourth.

Cormorant drying his or her wings on Friday

The bay draws our eyes, inspires

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