Ordinary Heros and Sheros......

“[S/Heroes] didn't leap tall buildings or stop bullets with an outstretched hand; 

they didn't wear boots and capes. 

They bled, and they bruised, and their superpowers were as simple as listening, or loving. 

[S/Heroes] were ordinary people who knew that even if their own lives were impossibly knotted, 

they could untangle someone else's. 

And maybe that one act could lead someone to rescue you right back.” 
― Jodi Picoult, Second Glance

In a fragment of a second

it happens....

Change can come on tiptoe
Love is where it starts
It resides, often hides
Deep within our hearts
And just as
Pebbles make a mountain,
Raindrops make a sea,
One day at a time
Change begins with you and me,
Ordinary miracles
Happen all around,
Just by giving and receiving
Comes belonging and believing...

(ordinary miracles, barbra streisand)

....

I watched them

sure they had no intent for me to see

they were just being..

two ordinary older women--both very wise women indeed-

walked toward each other

only having know each other 

for a short period 

of time

...

and

I watched as they walked.

down the aisle toward

one another

no words spoken

eyes glued to each other

both smiled

and

then with no words being said

they stopped

body to body

arms outreached

stopped and embraced.

no agenda

no reason

just love...

perhaps

that 

right there

meeting with no agenda

seeing past "me" in my eyes

touching with no intent other than to love...

perhaps

that

is how we save each other

and

then save the world

...

one smile

one meeting

one

little embrace

at a time

....

for 

whatever reason

I was privy

to 

a lesson in love

and

it saved me from myself

for 

just a moment in time.

Thanks to two 

wise women---my sheros--

for modeling how it is done.

Happy Monday...

perhaps

among all the ways 

we color our self up

perhaps

we really are more alike than different....

and when we realize it

we can really see.

The Radical Rambler