Science may have found a cure for most evils: but it has found no remedy for the worst of them all - the apathy of human beings.

- Helen Keller

Ok, this is just my Sunday rambling. I have always felt a little day-dreamy on Sunday afternoons. Perhaps it is a carry over from when I was working full time and Sunday was a good winding down time. Before I go any further, let me explain my photo. This is the inside of my brain on Sunday afternoon. A lot of empty space with a few large pockets of more empty space searching for an open skylight and a chance to escape.

This brings me to my profound thought for the day. The need to be heard, for someone to listen to you, to hear your opinion. And more importantly for someone to care about you. Whenever we have a need that can be identified, someone will find a way to make money at it. I’m think about programs telling us to please text in our “vote”, or “opinion”. Hmmmm – let me think; I just send in my opinion to “Star Search America” (don’t try looking it up, it’s made up) now I can imagine the producer, host and the contents all gathered in the back room reading all these opinions. And than they come to my “Text” - A sigh goes out, as the wisdom of my text cuts through the chill in the stagnate air. “Who sent that text?” The cry goes out, that person is so wise an profound in their thinking. Hmmmmmmmmm. Wake up Verydave. The truth is all those texts generates money as the charge for testing is transferred from your bank to theirs. The only pondering that occurs is whose turn is it to take the money to the bank.

But this brings me back to our need to be heard. Being heard and the real meaning, being cared about.

is as important to our souls and well being as food is to our bodies. Have you every caught yourself formulating your opinion in your mind as someone else is trying to share theirs? I have, partly because my mind has to work so hard to line up the air bubbles to have any hope of makes sense when I begin to speak. But also because we are both hungry and I’m being a little piggy.

Now comes my challenge to myself; when my little granddaughter is trying to tell me about the caterpillar she saw yesterday, and my mind is working on my grocery list or whatever- stop being a little piggy and listen.

When I sit next to an old person (someone even older than myself) stop thinking about the latest opinion you heard on your favorite talk show and ask that person what they think, or how is their day going. You just could be feeding the hungry.

Which reminds me- how is your day going, and what do you think???

Photo; Nikon D200, lens set at 16mm, F-13, 1/250 sec,