Wednesday, February 23, 2011

All good things

One of my guilty pleasures is watching the Food Network.  I really admire those who can take food and turn it into delectable art.    Today, while folding what seemed like endless mounds of laundry, I escaped in a show called "The best thing I ever ate."  During this show, the chefs/hosts tell about the best fried concoctions, Italian meals, desserts, and other foods that they have eaten and where this amazing cuisine can be found.  I drool (literally) while watching them describe their favorites with exhaultation, and travel into the world of all things delicious.
The enthusiasm with which they describe the dish is almost is just food after all, but the passion with which they do it is most definitely contagious.  So, inspired by the chefs of the Food Network,  today I contemplate some of the things that  I think are "the best" in my life.

1.  Coffee-  couldn't live without it.  It's comfort in a cup that I wish I could wrap my hands around all day. 
2.  Long slow runs- escaping for hours on scenic trails with no worry for pace, or time. 
3.  Down to earth music with a humanness that I can relate to. 
4.  A hot bath- It's like being wrapped in a clean, fluffy, weightless  towel.   
5.  Homemade mac and cheese that melts in your mouth and warms your tummy. 
6.  My rockstar family.  They love unconditionally, and are quirky and fun. 
7.  Sleep.  Letting go.  Sliding under soft linens and suspending consciousness. 
8.  A good belly laugh that makes your sides hurt and your eyes water. 
9.  A thoughtful book that educates and enlightens,
10. Friends who open the door for us to see and feel our own vitality.  

 For these comforts and blessings I am truly grateful.  
Where do you find your bliss?

Nothing is more important than reconnecting with your bliss. Nothing is as rich. Nothing is more real.
Deepak Chopra

Saturday, February 19, 2011

The wrong turn

Cross Timbers was today,and I did the marathon.  Although the trail was well marked, someone changed the signs and I (plus a few others) made a wrong turn in the last 2.5 miles.  Luckily for me, it probably amounted to no more than 5 minutes on my finishing time, and an extra hill.  The guy in front of me however was pretty darn "pissed".  He talked about it for the next mile.  He slowed his pace and in turn, was passed by several others. 
It's hard when you make a wrong turn.  You have to shake it off and regain focus.  You can't let if effect the rest of your race.
I think that wrong turns in life are the same way.   Nobody is perfect.  We all make mistakes. 
Wouldn't it be great if we could just acknowledge the wrong turn and move on, instead of letting it effect our whole race?

Monday, February 14, 2011

Everyone has a story

I started the morning at 5:00 a.m. outside of the Bridge homeless shelter.  Team Bridge, our 20 people group of both residential and non residential members headed out in our new running shoes to make history.  We were a part of the Back on My Feet Dallas launch, starting out with our first breathtaking one mile run, and ending with an inspirational breakfast of over 600 community members. 

I will never forget the smiles that I saw today, and the love that radiated throughout Main Street Garden Park.  Shouts of  "I did it! and I feel great!" resonated as we made a human chute through which every runner passed at the end.  We became equals, through running, and through our common goals. 

We're a lot alike- you, me, the homeless.  We all need to be lifted up and supported.  We need that pat on the back and that hug.  We need each other. 

Everyone has a story.  Our days are filled with drama, and tragedy, and comedy.  Sometimes they bring despair or regret, but if we're lucky, someone comes along to help us to grow, provide comfort or to  give us hope. 
We are a lot alike because no matter what our story is, everyone wants and needs love. 
I hope that you will consider coming to share your story and your love by volunteering just one morning a week with Back on My Feet.  

"Reach out your hand if your cup be empty,
If your cup is full may it be again,
Let it be known there is a fountain,
That was not made by the hands of men. "
Ripple- The Grateful Dead

Friday, February 11, 2011

The one thing you can count on is change

The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.
Flora Whittemore

Wow, I never thought that I would be a blogger, but I am reminded almost every day how important it is not to put limits on yourself.  Life has no limits.  No promises.  It does not owe us anything.
So though it was certainly not my choice, the recent death of a friend has opened up my eyes to see the opportunities that life has for me, if I'm brave enough to open the door and embrace change. 

I am very grateful that I stumbled apon a book titled Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach. 
He talks of a seagull who was brilliant, and ambitious, and didn't want to squawk like the other seagulls, or fight over scraps of fish.  This seagull wanted to fly.  He tested his limits.  He was outcast, but continued to soar above all the other gulls.  One day, the seagulls of "light" come to take him home, to a wonderful place where he is taught by other inspiring seagulls new flying skills.  He learns everything that he needs to know to be the best aviator he can be.  In time however, he decides that he must go back to earth to share what he knows with other outcast seagulls.   Those birds learn everything they can from him until they too can fly higher than the others, and can share their talents with those around them.

I understand that it is my time to take the knowledge and soar, and if I can bring a few others along for the ride, well, that would be awesome too! 
It seems like such a simple venue, but running changes lives. Running changed my life, and I am so fortunate that my adventure continues. 
Stay tuned, it's going to be a fun ride. Change always comes bearing gifts.