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Once in a while you come across a “feel good” story that collapses boundaries and divides. A story so powerful or uplifting that it instantly unites the human spirit in a collective purpose. Sometimes it is a story of a monumental feat or accomplishment - which humbles us with a sense of awe. Sometimes it is a complex story about human struggle and indignity, which incenses us enough to rise up in the collective to overcome. And sometimes … sometimes it is a simple heartfelt tale, about a common everyday American hero serving in Afghanistan, who is missed by a wife and two daughters. Missed enough to make her do something extraordinary. That’s what this story is about.
I have always loved circles. I find them so aesthetically pleasing, soft lines, wholeness, oneness, unity, strength. No beginning, No end. It’s a powerfully beautiful idea, and represents everything that I value.
When I think of being enveloped in comfort…
When I think of belonging to something…
When I think of being hugged…
…the image of a circle surfaces for me. And I’m not the only one… think xoxo (hugs represented by the circle).
The social networking sites Google+ and Soulneeds.com have got it right, using “circles” to define groups of people who belong together. The imagery is powerful.
Picture yourself for a moment in a silent circle of people – clasping hands – standing together – bonded by a common purpose – feeling the heart energy of the person on either side of you – feeling the power of the collective.
Breathe that in for a second.
What feelings does that conjure up for you? Read the rest of this entry







