Memorial Day

I love my life. There are so many choices to be made, and I might complain about that sometimes, but I have to say that we are incredibly fortunate to live in this country where we are free to choose for ourselves! (for better and worse)

So, I just wanted to send my gratitude out into cyberspace to the thousands of soldiers who paid the ultimate sacrifice to protect our rights to liberty...

Night of the Living

The sky cracked open today and I thought the raindrops would crack my windshield. The electricity in the air made my hair stand on end and I found myself giggling at hairline bolts of light decending and disappearing. God speaks in so many ways, and this first summer storm was a reminder of what being alive feels like. I think we all get bogged down in the repetition and sheer exhaustion that comes with living our lives and it is easy to numbly bumble along. I noticed that I've been ignoring the Dee side of my TweedleDum self.

The paradox is this: do I feel too tired to seek out new, joyful experiences... or am I a zombie because I don't find the time to shake things up?

Either way, I've been settling for gray lately. We need to make a solid effort to help our souls feel like a crackling sparkler shooting, sizzling, and lighting up the dark.

So, friends, what do you do to generate that buzz inside yourselves?