Part of what I will remember about 2000 was the implosion of Seattle’s Kingdome. Its amazing to me that those things that seem so solid can be gone so quickly. A form of impermanence… I have survived longer than this structure… What will I do that lasts? Where does wisdom invite me to focus my time, presence, and energy? I need to reflect on this some more.
Peace, dwight
Fall of the Mighty Kingdome
