My youngest grandson this weekend ‘loved’ the ear off of his best friend- stuffed dog that he has carried around for years! He was heartbroken for sure. It was mended a day later by fashioning another out of felt. Still I fear that it will never hold the magic of the original. Perhaps this is a small step out of the comfort of childhood.
What IS real, anyway? Must it be flesh and blood? Must it be sensed? Could an illusion be as real as squirrel digging in the soil? Did Jesus rise from the dead or was it an imagined illusion by his closest friends? And, does it really matter?