I Don’t Want To Know

I don’t want to know.   My slightly sarcastic and not-at-all lazy approach to the involvement I’m willing to have in my  high schooler’s education:

Here is what I think about getting involved in your High School education.  I don’t.  By the time you’re a Junior, don’t give me a progress report, I wont read it.  For instance, IF you fail Algebra- you need to take summer school.  It will give you something to do this summer.  And hopefully that will help you figure out what happens when you don’t do stuff.  Things don’t get done.  This is “ Basic Human 101”.  The first two steps are as follows :

  1. We live on Planet Earth
  2. On this planet if the humans don’t do things then things don’t happen.   

It’s not my job to conjure up motivation or initiative for anyone. IF you don’t do something and then it doesn’t MAGICALLY get done anyway, then eventually 2 and 2 will get put together to equal … I better give a s*!@% if I want to advance.

I do not even want to know what your homework is. I want YOU to know what your homework is.  When you are 16, making sure you check an assignment off of a list of assignments should now be in your skill set.  I don’t want to see an email with your missing assignments. That’s really none of my business.

I have already gone to High School.

I do not want to learn Algebra again.  It was enough the first time!  Call them NUMBERS for crying out loud!!! What is with this INTEGERS??? See how it gets me too intense? Algebra brings out the worst in me, and creates an inordinate need for cookies.

Trust me, I don’t want to nag you about your schoolwork.  In fact – I honestly don’t even want to know what you’re doing in class, unless of course it involves a drug bust where they bring the German Shepherd into History class. Or that cute couple who wear matching cowboy boots to school. When you were in 5th and 6th grade (consequently where both of your siblings are now), I was still checking in; still offering help with projects and such.  Gluing things to poster board is maddening to be sure, but I’ll make the sacrifice and get involved.

I will not get involved with balancing a chemistry equation.  This is your rodeo, sister.  It’s time to grasp the concept of doing things we don’t want to do.  We do them anyway, primarily so we can move on to 12th grade.  Things we don’t want to do will ALWAYS be there.  I don’t want to file our taxes, or make phone calls to people to schedule needed services. I don’t want to read “Crucial Conversations” before my next meeting. I just want to get there and run my mouth. I don’t want to drive 2 hours away this weekend for soccer tournaments.  There are 3 fields within 5 miles of our home for cryin’ out loud.  But it doesn’t have to make SENSE to me where the best locations are.  Just like it doesn’t have to make SENSE to you “why basic sciences are requirements for a High School diploma.”

You’ll get through it. It doesn’t bother me if it takes you a little extra time, as long as it doesn’t cost me extra money!  But it’s your class to get through.  Not mine. I AM here for you if you need a ride to Target for writing utensils, because I love the prospect of getting 6$ shirts, a Walkman that plays cassette tapes, obscure rice crackers, hand soap, and kombucha all in one stop.  And while I’m no help with Algebra, I can for SURE teach you a thing (or seven) about the fine art of procrastination.

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McCain Franklin

Who wouldn’t give to see those names together on a ballot ????!!!!!  These two are probably in Heaven right now holding committee meetings with a side of  “belt-your-heart-out .”

Is the fact that these two lives are  honored in the same Federal Holiday weekend a coincidence? Both had meteor sized impacts on our country- indeed our entire world.   Both lived lives that MADE A WAY for others.

One man who chose to risk a chance at the presidency on running with a woman, and one woman asking for a little RESPECT.

John McCain is to be honored for many reasons, but not least among them was his willingness to stand beside a woman and take the risk of endorsing her as his VP. Remember that?

I’m for any man that recognizes the potential in a woman and uses his place to promote her. Is there a higher measure of masculine security than that?  That says a lot to me, about him and his own self-assurance.

It may have very well cost him that election to risk running with Sarah Palin.  But he took the risk. I think that’s pretty manly! And it did not end his career.  Senator McCain had incredible influence over Budget, Taxes, Social Security and Medicare -not to mention EQUAL PAY(!!!). He sponsored Native American affairs, and his input on foreign affairs – from relations with Iran and Israel to Libya, and Kosovo was INVALUABLE as a former POW.  Imagine that ! Being captured actually gave him much needed wisdom that our defense department needed to make decisions.

The Queen of Soul was the FIRST WOMAN EVER to be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. She’s no stranger to being honored by our government! She holds the National Medal of Arts and Presidential Medal of Freedom!!! Aretha’s voice was used to express the heart of women, minorities, lovers, and fighters.

No one will ever be able to match her talent, her tenacity, or her domination over an industry that couldn’t stand in her way.  She pushed down boundaries and plowed through conventions with a SOUND, and a smile on her face the whole time. That is a brilliant strategy.  Sing your fight. Sing your agenda. Sing your purpose.  Sing your desire, sing your command, sing your directive.  And entertain them the whole time. Use your SOUL to outpour a message into the world.

Two sides to come at things-  diplomacy and the power of a sound.  What an incredible TEAM. Heaven is lucky to have them.

 

Speak UP

This is Reverend Dana Colley Corsello…she is a priest…Canon Vicar at the National Cathedral in Washington D.C. and a woman with some things to say!  

I met Dana on Father’s day weekend, 2018.  It was June 17.  My family and I had spent the week in Washington D.C. captivated by the history and heritage of our country. We decided to take advantage of being in D.C. for a commitment and made a family trip out of it. I am a member of The Singers of Renaissance, of Charlotte, NC.  We were invited to lead the Worship at the National Cathedral On Sunday June 17 for morning services and additional Evensong services that weekend. As if that wasn’t honor and privilege enough, ( it was truly sensational), on Sunday morning Dana stepped up to the podium to give the morning message.  

Here’s what Dana did.  She took the platform entrusted to her and from the Lectern at The National Cathedral, she spoke of the Kingdom of God, and how humans can use love, acceptance, and compassion to bring the Kingdom of God to the earth. She used an illustration of the beautiful friendship between a white supremacist and a Muslim immigrant as a picture of the Kingdom of God coming to earth.  (You can see her entire talk – and our music!- at the National Cathedral’s Website – it is posted at the bottom if this post).   

And then, she took another opportunity. At this time, the atrocity of families being ripped apart at our nations border was wholly underway, and everyone had something to say about it, including Dana.

Here are my very favorite quotes from her message that day:

“In Gods kingdom here on earth, Separating refugee children from their families at our borders is an ABOMINATION in God’s eyes.”

“We do not condone the traumatizing and weaponizing of children as part of our immigration policy.”  

She used her place, her time, her platform – to speak her message and it was true and meaningful and inspiring and HEARD!  I am so proud to know her and to have had the opportunity to be involved in this very timely intersection of a woman with a voice and a nation with a problem. From where she stood, decisions on immigration legislation were being made only blocks away.

           According to some schools of thought, women should not be leaders or speakers in a church setting. But when this woman courageously took the podium that was given to her for such a time as this, she TOOK it.  MAN, did she take it!  

        I can’t imagine a truer or more impactful Father’s Day message than to express the heart of the Father in Heaven.  That his children- ALL of them – be treated with Dignity, and Empathy-with tender heartedness and understanding- with concern and provision.  These are the attributes we need in a Father.  These are the traits that will draw humans to the heart of the Spirit that reaches out to every living thing.  To comfort and guide, to heal and restore, and to provide a HOME. 

         Girls. What do you have to say?  It’s time. You were born for this time, in this place to use your voice.

Be inspired by others who are courageously trumpeting their cause, and do not for one second listen to the liar that whispers…”who do you think you are?”  You ARE. You exist. And that’s all that matters.  You may not be asked to speak at the National Cathedral any time soon, but you do have a place to use your voice.  Take it.  And who knows?  You may have been born for such a time as this.

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Let’s Unplug. Then get out of my face and go play video games or something.

It’s taken 2 days into the camping-venture to slowly detox, but they are now ready to let go of the devices and embrace lying in an Eno for recreation. Think of that word! Re- creation. What do you want to re-create , or reproduce? People shooting each other? Moving the thumbs a bit? 

Or the smell of pine needles and paddling a kayak? I’m occasionally going to go “x-box nazi” on my kids.  I’m going to limit their electronic time and give them guidelines.  But as much as I want to- I’m not going to  burn all of the electronics, because that’s not freedom. They have to decide WITH  all of the options. If you remove all of the options, it’s not a decision or choice, it’s just what you’re left with. 

And I have to accept that they are not always going to do what I WANT them to do with their time.  I have to be ok with that and let them make decisions.  I do not always agree with their decisions, and I sometimes pull the “mom card” and make a decision for them. But they need to make the wrong one sometimes to learn what everything feels like.  When they get it right- when they get it wrong.  When they wish they did something else…for next time.

I want them to have the freedom and options and STILL choose the good, better, best thing.  We’re  still trying to figure out how to do that.  There has to be a balance to living here and not being like everyone else, yet able to relate to anyone.  

It could be that it starts with not judging.  We do what we think will work- and you do what you think your people need, and we will respect each other’s decisions and give each other a break. And our kids can hang out and like some of the same things and learn how to be with people even when they aren’t the same.  And I won’t feel guilty about not allowing my kids on devices.  And I won’t feel guilty if you’re nixing them while I let mine have a fortnight marathon.  And you won’t feel guilty if you see us hiking. And WE all  won’t feel guilty because we are all doing what we are doing right now.  It could change tomorrow.

But occasionally we will go camping and choose not connect to WiFi and let them experience it so they know what they’re choosing, and so they can FEEL the difference for themselves. I can only hope that once they taste and smell and experience the contrast, that they will choose to unplug for themselves once in a while, and enjoy nature a bit.

And then I’ll let them relax in front of a screen, because -let’s face it- we start out like this…

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But eventually, this happens.  When you’ve been sleeping in a tent and using a communal bathroom.  Get real.

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My Country ‘Tis of Thee- Part 2

This hit me harder than I thought it would. I went upstairs to see The Sphere first, but when I heard the water from the pools behind me the lump appeared in my throat before I even laid eyes on the Memorial.  And when I turned and began to descend the steps, tears began streaming freely.  Maybe it’s because we had just walked over from looking at the Statue of Liberty, and for as long as I can remember- whenever I see even a picture of her, I swell with Patriotism for my beloved country.  I Remember seeing videos of her as a child and I can conjure the same feeling now. I can’t describe it, but it’s right here in my chest – where I want to be just like her.  Lady Liberty.  Welcoming those who are tired and hungry and homeless and craving freedom even more than sleep or food or shelter.

It’s been 17 years since the trauma of 9/11, and though I think of that day occasionally, as I’m sure we all do, it is no longer an event that I shudder to recall regularly.  I was a High School and Junior High teacher in 2001, and I’ll always remember my students running into my classroom screaming “ Mrs. Andrews!!!!  Planes are crashing into the World Trade Center!” Initially the faculty and staff thought they were doing some crazy adolescent prank to get out of assignments. But as we all filed down for a school assembly before parents came flooding in to take their children home, we were struck with this nightmare being real.

I don’t get the same tingling in my arms when I see video footage any more like I used to.  I did not lose a family member or dear friend in these atrocious attacks like the hundreds of firefighters as well as WTC employees, Port authority officials, NYPD cops, and those who called their cubicles and corner suites in the WTC and Pentagon, “the office.”  My heart was broken for a loss of another kind. It was a loss of something I never had in the first place- none of us did- but 9/11 only exposed this.  After a loss of 3,000 lives and hundreds of billions of dollars, the great loss felt by all was loss of security and control.  I’m so grateful that the Department of Homeland Security was created after 9/11 and for all of the security at the airport ( it really doesn’t bother me because I know why we need it).  I’m thankful that the NYPD were a strong presence at the Foo fighters Concert I just went to at Madison Square Garden.  I’m glad to walk through metal detectors to go to Basketball, Football and Soccer games.

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Evil lives.  We can’t control it.  We can’t completely avoid it. But we can overcome it.  This world contains evil.  The evil is crafty and deceitful and void of compassion.  It does not care for life.  But love triumphs over evil.  And somehow the willing sacrifice of life, like the first responders who chose to give it all to help- only results in resurrection. So although we can try our best to anticipate and avoid evil, the very best tools we have against it are love, and life- truth and goodness. Osama Bin Laden is gone.  He can’t see us running through the park, and making babies and drinking and laughing on boats in the lake. We can’t show him how we are still living free- despite his efforts to tank our freedom once and for all. But thanks to all of the courageous men and women who responded sacrificially to save others that day, and those who still work day and night to secure us inside of our land, we can daily chose to live, and love and to remember.

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Beauty from Ashes

KetoPaleoPelotonCrossfit, GEEZ Get YOUR muscles how YOU please.

It doesn’t matter how. Be strong, be healthy, and know yourself. You may not want to lift dumbbells. You may love benching barbells. You may thrive outside. You may prefer air conditioning (or heat in the winter!). Just as you can be friends with people you disagree with, you can respect how others attain results /health goals and not have to get yours the same way.

I’m a gym rat sometimes, but currently I am getting hardcore lats in my back yard with a chainsaw and shovel. And cardio is swimming in the pool and the lake.

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There’s something for you. In a world filled with billions of humans there are billions of ways. There’s no eating plan that will make you live forever. Skinny does not equal happy, and conversely “fat and happy” is a lie because you won’t be happy for long with high blood pressure and diabetes. You could kill yourself dieting and still gain weight if your stress level has your cortisol skyrocketing. 

Let’s get real. Relax. 

There are no magic potions…or powders.  I put pea protein powder in my blender sometimes with spinach or kale and blueberries. It’s yummy. Sometimes I don’t.

But I’m not religious about it. Religion kills, man! I can tell when I need to add some protein because of how I feel. Know thyself.

Your ancestors may have been hunters, so go eat your buffalo, but the smell of meat cooking makes me want to throw up. This is possibly due to PTSD from church cookouts in Florida in 100 degree summer heat, but I prefer cold, fresh things. Except when it comes to coffee. Cold coffee is satanic mud water. I still love you if you worship satan and like iced coffee and of course we can be friends! Only give me a heads up and I’ll bring my French press. 

You may prefer boxed cereal and milk and some Lays with French onion dip. That may not work out very well because prepackaged food often has things in it that mess with your endocrine system. OR you could have genetics of steel and the only vegetable you ever get is canned green beans and you live to 103. You have to do you. But if it’s not working- try something else until you find your fit. You’re free to decide. You don’t have to believe everything you hear. And ***you have permission to change your mind! ***You can ALSO change your opinions on things if you want. Even if you’ve told these opinions to other people.

You can nosh on Ben and Jerry’s on vacation even if you generally avoid sugar. You may be sleepy the next day, but probably won’t die. Let’s ease up and give ourselves some room.

I heard a fitness expert tell a woman one time that eating a banana she may as well eat a Hershey’s bar. She was SO confused!  I encouraged her to use common sense.  ASK back.  “How much potassium does a Hershey’s bar have for my post workout recovery from dehydration?” Because it is NOT 422 milligrams (that’s how much a banana has)!!!! If a banana grows on a tree and a Hershey’s bar is concocted in a factory, how are they the same? Sure a banana has sugar- but it has fiber so you waste the sugar your body doesn’t use. Does a Hershey’s bar have fiber to help you waste the sugar it contains? People tout superior knowledge on Macronutrients/ Micronutrients, and it can be intimidating until you realize- you can get the SAME info on all of this for yourself. You can learn all of this and have every tool you need to make sound decisions. And the BEST deciding factor is how you feel in your own body after you eat, or exercise. Own you.

Try it- if it works -keep going- if it doesn’t, move on. There are lots of experts! But you’re the best expert on you.  Get out there and show them what you know.

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The FOOD One

 

My friend Ulunda is starting a new initiative with her family and asked me today about some ideas for snacks and other healthy eating tips for her kids this summer, so I snapped some pictures mid-prep and sent her ideas.  She told me I should make one of my blog posts about this… so here are some things I do with my kids to encourage healthy eating choices.  This is hard to do sometimes in the summer, when they’re in the kitchen scavenging for food NONSTOP. 

Most important- GET THEM INVOLVED :  I have a saying at my house “I ain’t raisin’ no free-loaders!” Grammatical errors aside- I intend to communicate that everyone is pitching in here.  One day they’ll need to understand that to eat, they need to prepare food-why not now?

IMG_6496IMG_6504We make homemade tortilla chips and bake them in the oven- no oil- no fryer.  Spray them with water and shake a little salt over them.  The water helps the salt to “stick.” We dip them in salsa which is- basically cut up vegetables!!! Win win.

IMG_6284IMG_6280A Staple of our summer is a chopped salad- I sprinkle Hemp seeds and nuts in for extra “crunch”- notice the ingredients in the almond topping – ALMONDS.  Thank you!!!IMG_6279IMG_6277IMG_6278IMG_6275We make our own dressing with oil, balsamic vinegar, and salt- sometimes I add lemon juice and other spices, and minced garlic.                         IMG_6276

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IMG_6293IMG_6294Easiest quiche EVER.  Put eggs, almond or coconut milk, cheese, and veggies in a jar and let the kids shake what their momma gave ’em! Pour into a pie shell and bake OR pour into a skillet and scramble !

I like to use the powdered peanut butter.  It’s easy to make- just mix with water- and spread it on a rice cake, apple, banana, Ezekiel bread. Save on a lot of excess fat and calories, as well as preservatives.  I also blend it with sugar free Almond milk in the blender for a PB shake!

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We all crave the fizz of a soda but know that water is ALWAYS better!  There are loads of sparkling water options  in many many brands and they are available at any grocery store.  But listen, when I go to the movies- I’m buying a Coke to have with my large popcorn. That’s just happening.  Incredibles 2 deserves my Coke and popcorn with peanut M&M’s.

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These are all pictures we made for my friend while moving around our kitchen- because she asked for suggestions.  I am not an expert or dietician. This is a small glimpse into what we do day to day.  I’m trying to fuel my kids bodies to run well,  run strong, and run for a long long time.

‘Merica! My Country Tis of Thee

With all of the recent talk about immigration and contradicting views on the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave, I can not keep thinking HOW LUCKY ARE WE – those of us that were born here!!!!  We recently took a trip to D.C. to show the kids the monuments, memorials, and give them a fresh infusion of patriotism. It was more meaningful than I ever could have hoped.

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and the REAL giants…who MADE this land

 

I took the first picture of a motorcade parked outside of the hotel we stayed in, and told my friend “It’s like House of Cards out there!”  Elevators were cordoned off so that they could be secured while others were set aside for us to use.  I have to admit- I was a little starstruck! Who is HERE!!!??? What’s happening??  I’m sure people felt that way around Lincoln and Jefferson too, but when we visited these monuments it became clear.  They are the real Giants. They had a vision for all of mankind.   It was for FREEDOM.  It was for Advancement.  It was for people to be able to use their own minds to think and decide – and their own hearts to feel and understand what they wanted to value.  To quote Dr. Charles Fay, “A solidly free nation is one built upon the awareness that choices matter.” There are quotes etched into the walls of the Jefferson memorial that depict just such knowledge and insight  :

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We worshipped a the National Cathedral, and then went out to eat Lebanese food with our friends from Jordan who were breaking their Ramadan fast.  We love them. They are free to worship how and who they want to, and so are we. And because we live HERE – we are free to love each other openly, and enjoy one another and celebrate our relationship.

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I love this country.  I love Freedom. Sweet Land of Liberty…land where our Fathers died…

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The most unexpected honor and privilege was a visit to the Marine Barracks.  My cousin’s  family is stationed there now, and it was such highlight to be with them, and to be in the presence of more TRUE giants.  The ones who daily pledge their very lives to sacrifice all they have for others to be safe, and to continue to be free.  We honor you, freedom fighters.

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And no trip to D.C. is complete without a trip to the ZOO or the Museum of Natural History !!! There are so many amazing FREE things to do in our Capital, and so much devoted to education! We are going to need another visit!

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Live

 

  After the recent Headlines involving high profile deaths by suicide, a profound troubling came over me. I wondered if it could be a deep darkness covering humanity. To be sure, when we feel sorrowful or overwhelmed, it’s not only us.  I believe we are deeply connected to all of humankind and our common spirit can feel the pain, and joy of others. I’ve experienced this at Football and Basketball games when the crowd is roaring encouragement, and on an even higher level at soccer games (because of the SINGING!!!).   In my opinion, there’s nothing like the human connection acquired through a song. A LIVE song.  

For instance, when we watch the Liverpool game at the pub and everyone’s singing “You’ll never Walk Alone” at the top of their lungs…its a feeling.  But when you are at a Liverpool game joining your voice with other humans in common passionate expression- it is- to quote Boston… “MORE Than a Feeling.”  This is a LIVE experience.  When you listen to Joe Bonamassa sing Mountain Climbing in your headphones while you vacuum, it’s a definite feeling.  Certainly motivational.  But when you are stageside with that giant black speaker booming in your face, I dare you not to experience emotion, not because you’re sad, but because it’s LIVE.

And as an artist who has been gifted with the opportunity to hold the mic and hear her own voice through that giant speaker- that feeling of joining with others that KNOW THE WORDS sung from your heart and sing along with you is heaven. LIVE.

Now, because of my personality -which lends me to being creative and artistic, I also know of the struggle to fight melancholy funk. It seems the most uncanny and unrelated circumstances can swiftly send me to the edge of the precipice.  I know the thoughts.  “Maybe if I just open the door and jump out right now…” And whenever I TELL my people who are designated to hear these thoughts when I have them-they usually say “Oh yeah- I’ve had that too…”  And just bringing the thought into the light is usually enough to push back the dark.  Opening further still, telling how I got there, and hearing that ALL OF US get there, slowly pulls us back. 

  One of my DL’s (Designated Lifeline) recently lost her one and only love of almost 40 years to a sudden heart attack. She sent me a SONG to listen to. She listens to it every morning to urge herself to move through another day. And if the Lyrics don’t say…”LIVE- Keep Going”…then I don’t know what does.  The song is Nexus, by Dan Fogelberg, and it urges Travelers to Journey to the end of the light. I’ve included the lyrics to the song at the end of this post.

         The only way to LIVE is to LIVE together.  We must tell each other to LIVE.  The Spirit of life WITHIN us is the only thing that will keep us. We have to keep compelling one another to SING, to play, to speak, to move, to care, to do what you do and keep doing it- to the end of the light.  Sometimes we have to get in there and sing together, talk together, work together. Open your mouth to another LIVE human and tell them.  Let their LIVE breath breathe for you, like emotional life support.  You are NOT the only one.  There IS another human who is feeling : alone, not enough, fearful, hated, abandoned, overwhelmed, ashamed, despondent, tired, anxious, frustrated, hopeless…insert negative feeling.  

You’re also not the only one who has experienced what you’re experiencing.  It may seem accurate in your mind at the time, to consider  the thought, “No one has ever been in this situation…”. That is pure lies.  There is nothing that is not common to mankind. THIS very eventuality HAS HAPPENED to someone else.  It’s not just the overcast temperament that struggles with this. THINGS HAPPEN.  Bad things.

Today I got a troubling message from a mom friend whose son didn’t want the world to experience him live any longer. They were rushing him to the ER and called to see if my husband (an ER Doctor) was home or working, because they didn’t know what to do. This was after learning yesterday that my friend found a relative of his in a car filling with exhaust and had to pull him out. I know many  moms who are full of Grace and Optimism, and Love for their kids, who have in the past  – or are currently – taking them out of the home so they can get them the help they need. This is the hardest decision they’ve ever had to make. This is a fascinating time to be alive, but for some, it’s also a dismal time to be alive.  My friend’s son died of Neuroblastoma when he should have been going to 1st grade- while her marriage was simultaneously trying to fall apart.  Others have experienced waking up to find out that their years of marriage were all years of infidelity.  Parents have had to helplessly stand by and watch their babies on life support in the NICU while others observe their adult children (and not interfere) while they make STUpid @$$ decisions -and then witness everything crumble. 

Carrying heavy shit develops big muscles, so if you look closely you will recognize the bulging shoulders of others who have lifted loads the likes of yours. And when you do, ask them to tell their story, because it will bring healing to you both.  And if you have time, go listen to NEXUS, by Dan Fogelberg…lyrics are below.

Nexus, by Dan Fogelberg-

Across the vein of night

There cuts a path of searing light

Burning like a beacon

On the edges of our sight

At the point of total darkness

And the lights divine divide

A soul can let its shadow stretch

And land on either side —

Either side

And balanced on the precipice

The moment must reveal

Naked in the face of time

Our race within the wheel

As we hang beneath the heavens

And we hover over hell

Our hearts become the instruments

We learn to play so well

Wealthy the spirit 

That knows its own flight

Stealthy the hunter 

Who slays his own fright

Blessed the traveler 

Who journeys the length of the light

Outside the pull of gravity

Beyond the spectral veil

Within our careful reasoning

We search to no avail

For the constant in the chaos

For the fulcrum in the void

Following a destiny

Our steps cannot avoid

Across the vein of night

There cuts a path of searing light

Burning like a beacon

On the edges of our sight

At the point of total darkness

And the lights divine divide

A soul can let its shadow

Stretch and land on either side

Wealthy the spirit 

That knows its own flight

Stealthy the hunter 

Who slays his own fright

Blessed the traveler 

Who journeys the length of the light

In a spiral never-ending

Are we drawn towards the source

Spinning at the mercy 

Of an unrelenting force

So we stare into the emptiness

And fall beneath the weight

Circling the Nexus in a

Fevered dance with fate —

Wealthy the spirit 

That knows its own flight

Stealthy the hunter 

Who slays his own fright

Blessed the traveler 

Who journeys the length of the light

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