smallstone#24

After going back and forth with our karma and our dysfunctional functioning; she saw a photo on my desk of a red barn, “Oh, I like that”, she said. Then – “You know what I really like, windmills.” Me- “I L-O-V-E windmills too.” She – “That is weird.”
Why is it hard to believe that two people thrown together, having a hard time communicating are actually more alike than different? Now, this is something to be present with even if it only lasts a moment.