The Hanging Tennis Ball

Pull into the garage and the ball taps the windshield reminding us that we have arrived. We can go no further.

Does that same concept live in our mind?

There’s the great traveler, or wanderer, pictured above. Has a mental yellow sphere curtailed his trip?

His next step – what direction will it be? Does he even know?

No map, minimal provisions . . . if that were you, would you venture forth into the unknown? You don’t know. We don’t even know what our next thought will be let alone our next itinerary.

Is it time to take scissors to the string holding the tennis ball?

Published by Kumi

Liaison to the Infinite.

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