Open your portal! I’m cracked. You’re cracked. We’re all cracked. . .open.
My latest entry into a Traveling Muse Journal (from the Saturday Muse Group) whose theme is “Sidewalk Cracks”. Speaking of cracks. . .did you see the picture of the 300 feet deep sinkhole that opened up in Guatemala City after Tropical Storm Agatha?! Swallowed a 3 story building and a city intersection. Now that’s what I call a CRACK!
It happens that our son Ben is in Guatemala right now on a coffee and macademia nut plantation. Moments before the storm hits, and a couple days after the same unlucky city was blanketed with 3 inches of fresh ash from a nearby volcanic explosion, he calls to say “Don’t worry. I’m safe.” (Audible expulsion of breath here.) Living with our increased global awareness is definitely a mixed blessing. I love the excitement of calls from Guatemala, especially the I’m safe variety, or the after-the-fact kind.
With wild romantic notions blind,
That everywhere I was to find
Human hearts as warm and kind. . .
fine words to carry along on a European adventure, don’t you think?