So many loving thoughts.

My best teachers made me think. And they weren’t necessarily school teachers. Just acquaintances and friends. We’re all capable of being teachers. Actually, I’m one of my best teachers. I teach myself. To think. By practicing thinking every day. About what I’m gonna write in this blog, for instance. I could be the only being on a desert island. And I’d think. About lots of things. Maybe how to get off the island. Or maybe how to enjoy my stay. Or how to survive. I’m not on a desert island. But this past winter, I was on the island of Sardinia. In the Mediterranean Sea. Living with my true love. And I gotta tell you. She’s a good teacher. The best. She has me thinking. Oh, does she ever. So many loving thoughts. –Jim Broede