This is like a blah day. So is every other day…blah…blah…blah. I am struggling to make the days unique, special, to stop and smell the roses, to live each day to the fullest and wake up saying “It’s a Jesus-filled day.” So I do not know what to write… because my day is not cliché – only blah….but here are some thoughts I had today…very strange.
I was driving out of the campus, talking to my daughter on the cell. I looked around and there were at least 30 people on their cells. It suddenly occurred to me that everyone’s words were sailing through the air – along their predetermined rivers and waves until they are jerked into a thousand electrified wires that drive them to many ears.
Then I looked out the window and a torrent rain of words was coming down, it was blowing toward me as I drove. The lights shone through the heavy torrents and the words parted by the force of the automobile, returning to their assigned spot in the air as they passed. I saw a few of them “your kidding!!!” and “she told me….” How do those words get through the air and the wires to come out so clearly that I can hear a disappointment or a smile! Amazing!
The air truly is living – it carries the breath of God, the words of everyone who ever cried at birth and the cosmic power of the one true Word.
I wonder if someone stood on the precipice of the Alps with a pair of stich-mastery leiderhosen and yodeled “Ricola” , listened to the echo ,and wondered how words go across the air; then had an ahah moment that changed the world.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
LipizzanER
The "ER" is new since 1958 - my book did not used the ER. But none the less I did see the lipizzaner stallions on Sunday. The show was an amazing display of ballet and brawn. The stallions enjoyed themselves as they anticipated the next move which was whispered to them by the slight weight shift of the rider. Totally unnoticed by the crowd at large.
They train for 5-7 years to learn how to dance and dressage! They were finer and excitinger and amazinger than I expected. It was a grand time and I felt like a six year old being wowed. I wanted to pet one and never wash my hands, I wanted to run my fingers through their flowing well groomed manes, I wanted to beg my Daddy to buy one....er...ah...er Didn't mean to get lost in that.
If ever you have the opportunity to see them ----DO!
They train for 5-7 years to learn how to dance and dressage! They were finer and excitinger and amazinger than I expected. It was a grand time and I felt like a six year old being wowed. I wanted to pet one and never wash my hands, I wanted to run my fingers through their flowing well groomed manes, I wanted to beg my Daddy to buy one....er...ah...er Didn't mean to get lost in that.
If ever you have the opportunity to see them ----DO!
Friday, January 11, 2008
Add/Drop and Dreams
The end of Add/Drop. It’s like the end of Christmas shopping on Christmas Eve or the first note of the wedding march, or April 15 at 12:00 PM for the accountant. It’s over – the good, bad and ugly of it all. I felt like coming home to celebrate. And I did – by sitting on the couch and watching Modern Marvels and eating 5 pecans.
I do hope my husband takes me to see the Lippizzan Stallions. They are in St. Pete this Sunday. I have never gone to see them but have always wanted to. I got a book for Christmas one year called “Album of Horses”. I thumbed through the full-page colorful drawings of the many horse breeds. Each one had an award from me. I kept switching which horse breed got which award…reading the descriptions over and over. Some of my awards were “Most Want to See”, “Most Beautiful Mane”, “Most Want to Have” – the pinto colored mustang always seem to win that one. Another one I think back and laugh about “Most Likely to Throw Me”. I fancied myself a child expert rider.
I still have the book. I still look through it. The Pinto still wins the prize!! Someday Emma! I still dream of having one....and dream of the most frequent winner of the Most Want to See award!
I do hope my husband takes me to see the Lippizzan Stallions. They are in St. Pete this Sunday. I have never gone to see them but have always wanted to. I got a book for Christmas one year called “Album of Horses”. I thumbed through the full-page colorful drawings of the many horse breeds. Each one had an award from me. I kept switching which horse breed got which award…reading the descriptions over and over. Some of my awards were “Most Want to See”, “Most Beautiful Mane”, “Most Want to Have” – the pinto colored mustang always seem to win that one. Another one I think back and laugh about “Most Likely to Throw Me”. I fancied myself a child expert rider.
I still have the book. I still look through it. The Pinto still wins the prize!! Someday Emma! I still dream of having one....and dream of the most frequent winner of the Most Want to See award!
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
New Year Retribution
This is the year to pay back to my body for all that it lent out in 2007. Good-bye and good riddance to a year of losses and gains in all the wrong places of life. My life has no figure, no energy, and no exuberance. That will change. I am putting on my battle shoes.
2008 the year of the better fate. I hope next year at this time I am holding a newborn, wearing a 12, reading a book and snuggling next to a non-chewing mature adult dog on my new bomber leather sectional and wondering who to bless with my abundance! Yeah for '08.
2008 the year of the better fate. I hope next year at this time I am holding a newborn, wearing a 12, reading a book and snuggling next to a non-chewing mature adult dog on my new bomber leather sectional and wondering who to bless with my abundance! Yeah for '08.
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