Truth be told, I often don’t “heart” NY.  The crowds and traffic and energy can all be a little much, and the shoes that seem so cute at 8am sometimes seem like a big mistake by noon.

But last week I arranged a meeting in Bryant Park instead of a busy hotel lobby, and when I arrived I discovered that the public library has organized an outdoor reading room, with carts of books and tables full of people reading together, in silence, in the middle of the park, in the middle of the city.

Dear ones, in the bustle of life, may we all come upon a pocket of calm.

May we thank those who provide it.

And may we all wear comfortable shoes.