Happy Easter Richard. This has a nice flow to it.

so beautiful dearest poet I wrote about Easter and God’s doing for Napowrio this morning great write ❤️Happy Easter…

The image of the empty tomb isn’t stark or hollow to me; it feels full, like something unseen has taken its place and filled the space with meaning. What lingers is a soft, grounded certainty that life moves forward, and that forward motion carries a quiet kind of joy. Thank you for this read. Brilliantly written, Richard.

Beautifully penned, Richard. An amazing Easter write my friend. Amen. Thanks for sharing this one. Appreciate you.

Damian

I remember my grandma used to sit down and talk quietly with us when we did something we shouldn’t have. She’d explain how our actions hurt someone else, how it made them feel and asked how we would feel if it was done to us. She wanted to be sure we understood the repercussions of our actions, no automatic apology was expected. She knew we needed to feel it for it to really matter. I don’t think a lot of people take the time to do that these days. It’s just a reflexive “say you’re sorry” to the child without explanation. Doesn’t mean much that way. And then it perpetuates longevity for the behavior. This is a solid “got away from me ” piece

Terrific write Fia.

Sorry is only one of the many words that leave our lips without any real truth or understanding.

good observational write. Well described. It is worth saving and recalling this write, for others too. A mantra to be wary of false words, including apologies.

Powerfully penned, Fia. Another excellent musing my friend. Amazing observation as always. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.

Damian

I like steak well done, but the current steak situation…inedible, unpalatable and unacceptable. Perfectly executed

Thank you Vision:))

Well said!

For a moment we was like this is a fed up person, then this person has been flocked, nothing but sheep. Tight

Thank you Tim, for seeing that

I smell a Pavlovian steak!! Well done, Fia! “)

Mic drop, Cuz!