TODAY’S FEATURED THOUGHT FOR HUMANS
whoa. the outbreak of baggage.
one day it occurred to me that this outbreak of baggage precludes us from moving into Next.
it traps us in our own past, our own history – good and bad, our own unmet expectations and disappointments.
if we can leave all these pieces of baggage behind, instead of carrying -or wheeling- every last one,
then we can focus instead of what is truly ahead of us, the potential, the rise of the sun.
TODAY’S FEATURED THOUGHT FOR HUMANS
how could we ever think we are done?
every time we finish, we start new.
we are learning and growing and embracing change and trying on new things.
always emerging.
TODAY’S FEATURED IDEA FOR HUMANS
hydrate. (verb) to supply water to (a person, for example) in order to restore or maintain fluid balance.
hot summer. hot workout. hot yoga. hot issues.
find a way, like fresh water, to cleanse and restore your balance.
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instead of wildly hurtling through space, go at life with intention. hurdle the obstacles, challenges and difficulties.
jump. one at a time. or even one baby step at a time.
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embrace the peace, the calm, the serenity, the blue of night.
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at 1am, we walked to the lakefront. away from as many lights as we could get away from, we laid on some old steps, bricks and mortar digging into our backs so that we could gaze straight up, watching the night sky for the meteor shower. the late air was cool, gentle breezes sneaking past us in our vigil. the meteor shower information site said that at 1am cst we would be able to see 50-100 meteors an hour, shooting across the night sky. now, how they know this is a scientific study that i am not familiar with. but it is magical. and it is vast.
the streaks of white light across navyblueblack make us draw in our breath. i’m wondering how far away this meteor is…how it is that we, here on earth, can see this amazing sight. such a big sky. such tiny bodies in contrast lying on the ground, waiting for the symphony to start, waiting for the downbeat, the symphony that has been continuously playing, the downbeat lost in centuries upon centuries of time gone by. like any good piece of music, it’s the rests in between the notes, the rests in between the meteorstreaks, that build the anticipation, that create the emotionflow, that bring tears to your eyes. each burst, each streak, of whitelight was a miracle, a tiny moment exploding in time, so far away, in vast vastness.
this morning over coffee on the deck i watched a bumblebee fly to the big jar of sunflowers on the table. 
it, with seemingly intentional purpose, landed on the sunflower’s large head. i studied this bumblebee and, as i did, it occurred to me that it, too, was a tiny being in the middle of its own universe. that sunflower, i come to learn, is not just one flower. instead, it is composed of a mass of hundreds of flowers, all growing individually and from where each sunflower seed will originate. the yellow rays of petals are there to protect the interior of the sunflower. the sunflower, before blooming, will track the sun through the day, leaning in to garner its energy, intent on its own purpose in its own universe. it is, indeed, its own little universe, offering nutrients and life to that very bumblebee, who pollinates the flowers within the flower…and the circle goes on. looking even closer, i could see small quarter-inch-inchworms inching their way around the brown center of the flower(s). for that quarter-inch-inchworm this big brown field was such a big sky, and its tiny body was in great contrast. magical. vast.
time stretches out in front of us. and behind us. we are tiny and we are big. we gather in the moments, we breathe them, we rejoice, we worry, we ponder, we move. there is no downbeat and the symphony is already playing, has been playing and will continue to play. always. it is magical. and it is vast.
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we had a slow dance party the other night. everyone came with a bottle of wine, a candle in a jar, an appetizer and their favorite slow dance. jay wrote earlier in the day that she and charlie had pared it down to maybe fifteen favorites. i got that. i was having the same trouble.
we danced on the patio, surrounded by white twinkle lights, tiki torches, and a fire in the firepit. there was laughter and murmurs of “awww”, hoots of “ohmygosh, that was my prom theme” and sweet moments of a full patio of mostly middle-aged (ick, did I say that?) couples gently moving in dance in each other’s arms.
beautiful linda led us in the electric slide and the cuban shuffle (nope, not slow dances.) the musicians present insisted we all count the beats and discovered a kick beat that was throwing everyone off. triumph! suddenly everyone was shuffling and sliding in time.
inside, the table was creaking under bottles of wine and a big jug of fruit-infused sangria. candles and flowers were everywhere. 
sandy’s olive dip was a hit and joan’s tomato, mozzarella, basil bruschetta was amazing. and then there were marykay’s gluten free dark chocolate brownies…omg.
i cannot begin to capture how magical it all felt. i looked around and gave thanks for a group of friends who embrace me and me them.
i suspect that this will be the first of many slow dance parties to come. there are more people to invite, more dances to dance, more memories to make.
the next day alone on the deck we three-stepped to slow irish waltzes. bliss…is a slow irish waltz.
when is the last time you waltzed?
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