It’s Friday. We’ll meet a new dog sitter this morning, wanting to find a vacation residence for our three [the duet became a trio two weeks ago] who are part of our heart. We want the best for them. Nothing less will do for Faith, Caleb and Copper. Even for the 4 days to celebrate Diane and Cheryl’s birthday.
Then this morning. A Facebook blog that has brought joy to my heart…but, no less, anguish to my pulse. Guess it’s a 360 world divided in half…with 180 on each end.
Won’t unpack too much of it…short and deep…so please experience it and then mirror it.
Which unto itself is a good manner of consideration. To experience and then mirror. To take steps of life but not stop from looking in a mirror and answering “where am I these days?”.
So many today are homeless…because it’s well beyond the literal. It is metaphorical when so many I meet and some I have known moving toward the 8th decade, who grim at life and find a grin is either absent or forced. Because they [maybe you and at times, myself] are in the grasp of the untoward.
I am sad about that. And, truth bearing in, at times the sadness [partner to anguish and a lamenting sigh] is the pulse of my own heart and soul.
All I can say…is this video has made it clear…life’s pulse more than not is the result of our own pulse. Hopefully for you who read this now…resolve to pulse life with more upbeat. Even if unlike the Valedictorian in this video, you’ve turned in papers late…or not at all.
Don’t be late to the presence of life today…and how living with hope that is fervent and not shallow, can happen.