Let's face it, you're a pretty big guy: well-muscled I mean to say, sitting on the bench amidst the trees of the park. A basketball sits nearby ready for action. Perhaps you've already played today, or perhaps you're waiting for the game to begin. But, your mind right now is not on the court. Instead all of your attention is focused on the small girl-child (maybe 18 months? - tiny really) who's decided that you are the center of her world. She has just handed you something (I cannot tell what), and whatever it is has brought a smile to your face. That smile is a reciprocal gift delivered into her world without reservation. Now your worlds are fully connected. This is a moment of true communication between equals. I cannot know if the two of you are related, nor if you have ever before encountered one another. A woman, whom I take to be the child's mother, looks on appreciatively with a smile on her own face. Her smile is quiet, filled with pride and warmly peaceful. The sun shines brightly in the blue sky filtering through the trees, and joy fills the slightly humid air.
