Musings provide the threads of softer and more fragile peripheries of Diversity. Some musings are light and thin taking us to spaces and times rejoicing without needless angst and fear of oppression. A moment to pause and think of times when to love and be loved was all there was, even if only for an instance. A moment when we were able and willing to sense each other’s frailties and vulnerabilities. A moment when awareness led to appreciation and respect for our mutual humanness.