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My bestie meditates and opens her heart, then draws and follows as she creates. Sometimes daily. Her artwork is fantastic including spectacular creatures and words that help her discern the path.

With this in mind, I intend to add a practice, rather than forego one, during the 40 days of Lent. I’ll post one hundred words or less with an illustration, not unlike what I already upload here. But crisper. These “Let It Be’s” will be my offering. We have been considering this tact for a while; God will have Her way.

For ages I have imagined writing about my sister. Today is her birthday. Her first husband died 17 months ago after she nursed him through pancreatic cancer. Since then she has sold the home they built together, refinanced their condo, bought and sold cars and managed all the infinite paperwork a death and resurrection require. She drove across the country, during the pandemic no less, to settle near her new grandson and is gingerly making her way with relationships and safe visitation precautions. Her new life and vitality are extraordinary to me. Today she is my superhero.     

What a difference a year makes. Second only to Halloween, Mardi Gras once was our most-frequently-masked day of the year. Now though, rarely a day goes by without one. Blah. I’m tired of it. 

Love the One you are.

Desire God’s desire.

I am God’s desire.

(Inspired by my friend, Jeanne, during Yoga Nidra yesterday.

Title a gift from Dan O’Keeffe.)

You know it’s an odd year when watching football seems normal. The first Seahawks game of the season, way back when in September, felt that way to me. I sprang out of bed and dressed immediately (for a change) in 12th-man gear including socks, earrings and my official NFL “Penny” shirt. Pizza and popcorn already planned for this pair. Of course, this past Sunday, we would have preferred cheering our own team. Instead the Super Bowl ads were of most interest. Regardless, thanks to our beloved Seahawks for a good-enough season, reminding us some things never change. Football with it’s crazy violence and money machine will survive. Surreal as it is.