This Good Friday, I feel pretty far from the usual church ideas and rituals around celebrating this day.
For us Christians, today is one of the most important days of the year, when we remember the execution of Jesus of Nazareth.
The darkest day gives way to the brightest, a couple days following.
It feels distant to me this year, the rituals of the day. All the same, I’ll remember his suffering and death; I’ll remember his courage, and resolve.
And I’ll remember his love.
After two weeks healing myself and my girls up from COVID, I’m logging back on to work life. Not on-site just yet; gotta solve this cough problem.
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Back to front? It basically means, my intent to start work again with a fresh, healthier, balanced approach, retaining my sense of self and priority.
My goal? Give the full measure, but not lose myself along the way.
My work is important to our group and the company, but I can only do my best each day, respond to the inevitable ups and downs,
And that’s it.
Goal to give my best, but not my soul, no slave to the grind.
Giddy up.
After 24 months,
2 vaccines,
1 booster,
Maybe 100 masks (I’ve worn washable / reusable until several months ago),
I turned up positive for COVID – 19. Tested twice, just to be sure. Well, it was bound to happen.
I’m in good company though; Jungkook of K-Pop Boy Band BTS also announced he just tested positive.
Now I join the 79.9 million number of Americans and 482 million number of humans globally in recorded cases.
Thankfully, it’s a mild/moderate case; I’m not hospitalized. I am tho’ in the midst of 10-day isolation/quarantine.
Condition? Achy, congested, cough and tight chest, foggy brain.
Response? Hydrate, read, sleep, repeat.
Upside? It took two years. And now I’ve got four doses building my immunity to go forward.
I can’t really explain it very well. I feel like there’s a LOT going on…
That in some (many?) cases I have to let things fall away…
And sometimes in quite messy form, unfortunately,
And yet I think I’m keeping the main priorities squared away, plates in the air,
And then I wake up, mind spooling up quickly like a turbine,
And I’m awash with anxiety,
In the dark,
At 2 am.
Just saying, just sharing,
Because that’s my way.
And ever more I will go forward,
With the downs and the ups,
The Good and the not so good,
Awash unexpectedly,
But forward all the same.
Come, join me~~~
Whoops! I let Pi Day almost slip by without comment…ALMOST, that is…
3/14 or “3.14”, what some refer to as Pi Day. One of my neighbors was a Math & Physics major in college…
And a few years back she and her wife hosted a Pi Day Party at their house —it was a mix of friends and generously, they also invited my parents, who lived here in town too.
My dad was a Math and Economics major in college, and High School Math Teacher for decades, so he seemed to get a little extra joy from the theme of the gathering too.
My brother and his wife were there too. Our family, various friends of the hosts.
It was fun.
It was also one of the last “public events” I remember my folks attending before my dad had a stroke at the end of that year, and everything changed.
So a little nod to Pi Day just passed, nod to my dad once again – Math Guy, GREAT Dad – and a little encouragement to all y’all out there to find things and reasons to get together with the people you love and celebrate whatever…celebrate life!,
You never know when it is going to change. So make the most of right now.
Oh, and more on Pi Day? HERE ~~~
A lot can happen in two minutes…make the most of it.
Two minutes is the duration of a round in a high school wrestling match.
Sometimes a football offensive team can score a touchdown in two minutes (or less).
Two minutes is a good buffer for winding something down,
like playtime for kids, or finishing a piece of work, or leaving for a trip, or getting ready for dinner.
Take two minutes to pause for yourself, rinse the dinner dishes, reset after an intense effort.
It’s just two minutes. Make the most of it.
With your peeps, that’s when you likely most often experience fellowship.
Your team, your particularly tight work group, high school bunch, college crew, church regulars, you get the idea.
When you experience fellowship with people you just only met? That fellowship?
Well that’s a little different special; that’s a little bit of special magic. And then?
Then you say you’re double blessed.
Three lines top, not straight,
Seeking resilience, good vibes from my soul,
To you, always with me.
Father Son Spirit, learned early.
Ash Day, no outer mark, remembered still,
Time to consider, reset soul.
Change is a constant theme, bubbles up all the time. Work, home, kids, friends, life.
Take this post, published around Noon, written twelve hours earlier when I woke up with busy brain at 1am, eyes wide open.
Forced them shut for an hour, then gave up and scribbled some thoughts down, then remembered I should have started the dish washer — got up and did that — and here we are.
Will start the day a little later, work from home to begin instead of hurrying in and well, get it done one way or another.
Funky start to the week?
Fine.
Pívot.
Forward.
1/2_Full, All GOOD 