How countlessly they congregate
O’er our tumultuous snow,
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
When wintry winds do blow!–
As if with keeness for our fate,
Our faltering few steps on
To white rest, and a place of rest
Invisible at dawn,–
And yet with neither love nor hate,
Those starts like somw snow-white
Minerva’s snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight.
Once in a while a powerful question puts my mind in overdrive. It makes me think; and, when I think I have the answer, the question makes me dig deeper. In the following video, the video producers asked 50 people in Brooklyn, “Where would you like to wake up tomorrow?” Dig a little, talk to friends and family about it. Where would you like to wake up tomorrow? Enjoy
If you’re like me, you may make snap judgments. Sometimes, my judgments are right on target. More often than not, I wished I waited to learn more. I needed to hear the other person’s story. I needed, for a moment, to place myself in his or her shoes. It’s a humbling experience for me to know I was wrong. The following short video gives insights into the different possibilities that you or I might have with our first judgment. Enjoy
