The past day has been one of heartbreak and hopeful elation. Notre Dame will not fall and I will be witness to the next chapter it brings to the history of Paris and the world.
Watching the infernal last night and the collective shock and sadness of the world brought tears to my eyes for hours. I could not tell what time zone of the world I was in; standing still with the people in the streets of Paris from my home here near Lake Superior. A world away, but within the same spirit..
I reflected on a visit to the Cathedral in Cologne, and bearing witness to the fall of the Twin Towers in New Your City a lifetime ago..

My skin is tissue thin nowadays. And my emotions run deep and wild at moments I can't predict...