Iron man, lol. That’s funny.

It is said that the true mystic does not live on the top of a mountain, feeling their breath in the still calm of a cave. The true mystic lives down in the village, sitting amongst their wares in the marketplace, surrounded by the noises of their children and family where they do not forget about GOD for an instant.

Your post brought this story to mind. I love the concept.

My issue is that when I’m washing a sink full of dishes or folding a pile of laundry, if my children are not ACTIVELY asking me one thousand questions in a row, making me channel Hap (this character!)

… I’m usually thinking about the next piece I want to write on Medium!

But you’ve inspired me to try!

#onelove