The sentiment is easy to grasp, especially when one is in depths of self actualiztion, swimming in that glorious feeling of self, and getting down right funky with the way things have turned out. As in, “how did I get so lucky ?”

However, it would not only be premature to assume that the best has come and gone, it would be incorrect. Have you ever stood at the top of a peak in The Rocky Mountains with someone you are madly in love with unable to kiss them because you were laughing so hard ? Have you ever body surfed at sunset and let your tears mix with the saulty sea water ? Have you ever held hands with the sunset ? Probably not, but these things will certainly happen, if you allow it.

Your post reminded me of a story aout a temple bell in a Zen monestary in Japan. When each new bell that the foundry produced was finished, they would cart it to the temple, to be blessed by the Zen monks. There they would atatch a huge log to ropes, one on each end of an over hanging swing, get the log going in a back and forth motion and swinging really fast and hard, and then slam the end of the log into the freshly minted bell.

If the virbation was pure, you could feel the bell ringing in your sternum in the centre of your chest. Sometimes in winter the virations from the bells would make the snow fall off of the surrounding pine branches. It’s always been about vibes. How you resonate with the things around you.

Back to the bell, one time there was a very curious bird sitting on one of the branches. She was a Magpie, and she was very curious. She got the vibrations down. Then she figured, it’s just one good vibration to the next.

Robert Harquail

New Brunswick

Happy lawschooling.