When I am looking for a specific object, I limit my gaze to my surroundings, usually within my hands’ reach. When I need to get to a specific place, I limit my gaze to the horizon, or perhaps the map in front of me. (Or a Garmin, which talks to me and figures out how I can get where I want to go.) But when I am searching for answers, I either close my eyes, or gaze upward, as if guidance is to be found inside myself, or out in the cosmos. Those two locations actually seem con
. Whether you are crossing out a word as you write, crossing a bridge or a swamp, telling a joke about unlikely crossings or perhaps crossing someone’s mind, the act of crossing involves intent and deliberate movement. Crossings I wonder if I ever cross your mind?
……….~ Lady Antebellum Q: What do you get when you cross an insomniac, an agnostic, and a dyslexic?
A: Someone who stays up all night wondering if there is a Dog.
……….~ Groucho Marx Crossing the Swamp
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