So the interesting thing about being able to offer words to the blog environment for Emerging Spirit is the opportunity to let the mind sort of go and find space to share. Of course, that means that there is a certain amount of tension: 1) Am I writing for the sake of writing (likely a neurotic/boundary issue)? 2) Is what am I writing of any use? Is there anybody out there (perhaps a self-doubt opportunity to explore humility)? Regardless of the inner monologue, I thought I would offer a musing that occurred recently during a lovely meal at the Toad in the Hole Pub and Eatery in Winnipeg, which included Chicken Curry, Fish and Chips, Bangers and Mash, Chicken Portfolio, and various mixes of ales, stout and such.