What a magnificent feeling – to be in NYC. Although I grew up not far from the great city, it’s been a while since I’ve had the pleasure of spending some much needed time there. My time included lots of walking – a visit to the park beneath the Brooklyn Bridge and a few subway stops into the city. Even a Broadway musical fit into the agenda. The sights still thrill me after all these years – I am like a little kid with eyes of wonder as I peer at the tall structures to see the varied architectures. I found myself feeling a tremendous sense of freedom while walking along the street with thousands of others. What some perceive as “hustle –bustle in NY” is merely just the normal existence of being in Manhattan. I love watching the people there – the endless differences, languages and attire. Even with all the variances, I realize we are all one – part of this great world we live in. As I glanced around the subway, I saw not the dissimilarities, but the ways in which we are the same. It was a great exercise for me to notice when we view people this way, how little judgment we have. I realize my next trip may been sooner than later.





