Chase

All day long, day after day, sometimes that’s how it feels: chase.

Long lists made longer by hundreds of email, how can that be? Feels like more to do every moment: chase.

Dishes and laundry and honey-do: chase.

Dream of a race, gun goes off, I can’t run fast enough, slow off the line, sloth-like: chase.

When it’s like that, here’s the answer:

One thing at a time. KEEP GOING.

Dark and Light

Like each day, this year, dark and light. Just when the darkness seems endless, a glimmer in the distance, hope.

Faith helps. Sometimes. Other times not so; much too much it seems all the struggle and challenge and unexpected twists.

Run through, stay true, to the path, the course, the way.

The Way, and they say, and in the dark, I find my way, to the light, to be the light, to do what’s right.

From Dark, to Light.

Courage, Strength, Trust

These traits emerge anew. Found in words from Psalm 33. I discovered the verse via my cousin who lives in western New York. I think I need to read the whole psalm; thanks for the inspiration, cuz.

“Our soul waits for the Lord; he is our help and our shield.” – Psalm 33:20.

So simple; and sometimes easy to feel, and follow; and sometimes so damn hard, so fleeting.

When we can find that trust, that faith, everything else follows; we are stronger, we have more courage, going forward is easier.

Faith and trust, let it be. Let us be stronger too, in that trust. And thus, easier.

Just easier.

Story Telling

Do you like to tell stories? Like to listen to them? Both?

Listening to my daughter tell a story recently, it occurred to me…

If you’re a parent, listening to stories is a key skill for the vocation. The more you listen to your kids, the more stories they tell, the more you learn about them.

What else? The more confident and creative they become, too. The closer you’ll become.

In fact, you’ll also realize listening is good for you too. And not just with your kids.

Imagine the positive effect of listening more actively at work? With your friends? In your club? In our politics?

So listen up, listen to the stories, listen actively and learn. The effect? GOOD.

Lyrics Post: “Running To Stand Still”

I’ve been feeling this way a lot lately. Thought I would share.

“Running To Stand Still”

“And so she woke up

Woke up from where she was

Lying still

Said I gotta do something

About where we’re going

Step on a steam train

Step out of the driving rain, maybe

Run from the darkness in the night

Singing ha, ah la la la de day

Ah la la la de day

Ah la la de day

Sweet the sin

Bitter taste in my mouth

I see seven towers

But I only see one way out

You got to cry without weeping

Talk without speaking

Scream without raising your voice

You know I took the poison

From the poison stream

Then I floated out of here

Singing…ha la la la de day

Ha la la la de day

Ha la la de day

She runs through the streets

With her eyes painted red

Under black belly of cloud in the rain

In through a doorway she brings me

White gold and pearls stolen from the sea

She is raging

She is raging

And the storm blows up in her eyes

She will…”

By the boys of U2

Buzzing Brain

With all this election news and new president-elect Joe Biden in the mix, I get to thinking about that job a little more.

President of the United States. Or any president, for that matter.

What’s their sleep schedule like?

Do they wake up early thinking about everything they have to do? Should do? Aren’t doing?

Do they take naps?

But it’s not just heads of state that experience this circumstance. It’s anyone that’s responsible for others:

Bosses

Teachers

Parents

Club leaders

Coaches

Captains

Platoon Leaders

Commanders

If you care, you’re bound to have your mind buzzing about all the stuff in which your life’s wrapped up.

It’s how we cope with and manage the buzz, the worry, the uncertainty, THAT’S where the magic happens.

Work in that magic for yourself. Turns out it won’t just help you; it’ll help others too.

Lyrics Post: “This Land Is Your Land”

“From my youth to now, many decades later, this song speaks. And through its many renditions, this song speaks to us. To those who will listen. For those who yearn, and believe. Thank You, Woody.

“This land is your land, this land is my land

From California to the New York island

From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters

This land was made for you and me

As I was walking that ribbon of highway

I saw above me that endless skyway

I saw below me that golden valley

This land was made for you and me

I’ve roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps

To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts

And all around me a voice was sounding

This land was made for you and me

When the sun came shining, and I was strolling

And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling

As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting

This land was made for you and me

As I went walking I saw a sign there

And on the sign it said “No Trespassing”

But on the other side it didn’t say nothing

That side was made for you and me

In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people

By the relief office I seen my people

As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking

Is this land made for you and me?

Nobody living can ever stop me

As I go walking that freedom highway

Nobody living can ever make me turn back

This land was made for you and me”

Writer(s): Woody Guthrie

Let The Noise Go

Let the noise go. Life’s too short to let that noise distract you for long. Let it go, fall away, “like water off a duck’s back,” so the saying goes.

It takes a certain strength I think, To let acknowledge whatever “it” is, and feel some of what it offers, and then, THEN, let it go.

What is the noise?

Divisive rhetoric, negative attitudes, gently grating relationships, loud little kids, a meeting that doesn’t resolve its intended purpose, etc. You get the idea, right?

If it might bring you down, it might be noise I’m talking about.

LET IT GO.

And then circle back to what matters, and get after it.

Do It Anyway

I’ve thought a lot lately about anxiety, worry, and fear. In fact, it’s been a topic I return again and again to most all of my life.

I wonder how to respond, cope, battle, persevere through these feelings; to not let them consume, devour, destroy; instead, to transcend.

I’ve lived with these emotions the whole of my life; at different times, different levels, and different powers, these feelings have had.

In the end we can’t let them win; we have to thrive anyway. Thrive, and Live.

Each day. Forward. Live.