Tell Me More

On my last full day at the lake house I am staying in, the overcast skies never cleared and the threat of snow loomed. The area I’m in just got a dusting, however, I only ventured outdoors to grab firewood for my cheerful fire.

If yesterday’s theme was self care, today’s was creative conversation.

I set logs ablaze in the fireplace this morning, and snuggled there to read and write. I have loved the fireplace, and I am grateful the house has one, especially since it wasn’t on my list of “must haves”. It was while I was reading in BrenĂ© Brown’s book, Braving the Wilderness, that the idea arose that would set the tone for the day.

In the chapter titled People are Hard to Hate Close Up. Move in. BrenĂ© includes an interview from Dr. Michelle Buck, professor of leadership at Kellogg School of Management at Northwestern University. She says that the best thing to say in a conversation, especially an uncomfortable one where we might be tempted to argue, defend or counter, is Tell me more. Tell me more causes us to listen, really listen, to the response so we can understand, even if we don’t agree.

I was captivated by tell me more. I intend to incorporate that phrase into my conversations more often. However, for today, on a retreat alone, I decided to play a game with the Divine. I was in creative mode already. I was open to inspiration.

I am always engaged in an ongoing conversation with the Divine. I receive signs, wonders, and synchronicities throughout the course of my day, all nudges, guidance and love notes from El-le (my name for God). But what about when I am, by choice, house bound? I wanted to play anyway.

Tell me more, I spoke aloud. Tell me more…about who I am and about this magical journey I am on.

The first thing that happened was that my awareness came up, and I noticed things about the house that I have not noticed until today…and it is my third day here! Near the fireplace, which has been my favorite hangout, there are a series of black and white photos. The top and bottom prints caught my attention especially. The canoe on the river was my symbol for 2016. It represented surrender. I imagined taking my oar out of the water (relinquishing control) and surrendering to the flow of life. What a powerful year that was. The top picture is one of an oar raised out of the water. Wow. How had I not seen that before?

I had appreciated a huge painting of a tree in the living room. While it has not been a symbol for me yet, the tree has significance for me. But I had not seen at all the painting hanging over the bed in the room I am sleeping in. It is of dandelions, gone to seed. They represent wishes, to me. Amazing, as I have been focusing on the desires, or wishes, of my heart while I have been here. Also in the same bedroom is a Life is beautiful framed art piece.

Every time I noticed something, I whispered Tell me more.

This afternoon, things got interesting. I used sticky notes and pieces of paper to flesh out ideas and thoughts around the five areas in my life that are experiencing shifts. I brought the tell me more idea into this creative exercise as well. I would say aloud, tell me more and then write my thoughts quickly, without over thinking or editing. I did this over and over, as an exercise for myself, and also as a way to get Divine input on what I was doing.

It was an insightful way to get beneath my first responses and go deeper. Here is where things took an intriguing turn. I brought my phone into my work area and opened my playlist. I selected shuffle, and walked away from the phone.

The Divine often speaks to me through songs. I play a game I call Spirit Songs, and ask for guidance. Today, as the first “random” song began to play, I simply said, tell me more. I have more than 400 songs on my phone, an eclectic mix of soundtracks and rock, classical and Christmas, meditation music and single songs that I have purchased because they spoke to me. I pick a song every year to go along with my theme. Those are on my phone as well.

I was doing my creative work, and humming along, when one of those songs began to play, a theme song from several years ago. I had forgotten about it. I paused to listen. And then another theme song played…and another. That caused me to tune in to what was going on. I had my phone on shuffle. The selection was random. No way should those particular songs have played one after another. Unless…

El-le had my attention. Each song that played had a strong connection to one of my previous years, or to an event or person that had a connection to me. It was my life, represented by a playlist of meaningful songs. This one made me smile. This one, from my Year of Surrender, gave me goosebumps. The next one made me get up and dance around in joy. Tell me more, I kept whispering, and the songs kept coming, until tears finally filled my eyes.

I was having a conversation with the Divine. I felt loved. I felt understood. I felt seen. I felt heard. I felt safe.

I felt a bit freaked out…when I returned to writing, and the words I wrote were being sung, on the next song, at the exact same moment. That happened several times.

It has been a magical day, indeed. There has been conversation, if I had the ears to hear it and the awareness to grasp it. The words tell me more will forever have a deeper meaning for me now.

Our last bit of conversation occurred a short time ago. I turned on the tv in the bedroom, as I prepared to write this blog post. The movie Braveheart was on. I love the movie, about the Scottish hero William Wallace. And yet, parts of it are very difficult for me to watch. I was looking down when I realized the end of the movie was coming. I don’t like to watch this part, I said out loud. I looked down…and realized the tv had gone silent. When I looked back up, the television had turned itself off. Blank screen. No picture or sound.

I was surprised, and then I laughed. I checked the tv by turning it on again quickly and back off. It worked fine.

Well okay then. Let’s not watch that.

Tell me more…I am listening.

Hollywood Celebrity

After knocking several things off of my realtor to do list this morning, I thoroughly indulged in rest and relaxation for the remainder of the day. I needed it. The last few weeks have been full. This cool and rainy day created the perfect environment for reading, watching the last few episodes of Amazon's Mozart in the Jungle, and catching up on social media.

On Facebook, one of the things that caught my attention was a quiz. My friend Mark posted his results from the What Profession Were You Born For? quiz, by He got Radio Host, which he found interesting. I was intrigued too. I know Mark used to do that very thing. He hosted his own radio program. It is something he's considered doing again.

The Facebook quizzes are intended to be fun. They are randomly generated, typically. However, I like playing with randomness. I like how seemingly random events can collide in meaningful ways. Those are called synchronicities. I decided to play. After I posted my results, I invited others to play along as well. I was interested in their professions…but more interested in what thoughts came up around the results.

My daughter Elissa got Disney Princess. Her response: The princess part feels right. 😊 She definitely has the royal bearing and the interesting personality! I can see my daughter as a Disney Princess…keeping kids in line and making them behave themselves! She's an excellent mom, who also doesn't take mouthiness from a kid.

My long time friend Becky received Lawyer as her profession. That's actually spot on. Although Becky doesn't currently work as an attorney, she is analytical and well organized, with great judgment skills. Her response: Funny, this has always been something at the back of my mind and I've said it many times throughout the years. Maybe it's still a possibility! Yes, Becky it is! I love your thinking.

And my friend Vicki got the interesting result, Love Doctor! I don't have a pic of her quiz post, but her response to such a tantalizing profession: Less than qualified??!? I don't know about that. Vicki is kind and joyful and full of love and good advice. Perhaps she's missed her calling!

Grandson Dayan got Rapper, because of his language skills! This soon to be political science major does indeed have the language skills. And I know he has always been drawn to performing, musically. Band has been his outlet. His response: A rapper, for my language skills 😂😂😂 Well, while I can't rap, I suppose it's a compliment? I would say so!

And my result?

I laughed, at first. And I struggle with being the center of attention. I like to be recognized for a job well done, but to have a spotlight on me, that's a different matter. However, thoughts began to rise, and inspiration appeared at my shoulder, inviting me to go deeper. Ah, I thought, I guess I won't be writing tonight about a movie.

Because I had intended to watch one. I love movies. I set aside a whole day each year to celebrate Oscar Day. Actors and actresses have my admiration and appreciation as they live out of their gifts and hearts, doing what they love. This year's theme was inspired by an actor's quote. I think of Alan Rickman every day, with love and gratitude, as I type the words Life a Little More Tender or Art a Little More Robust. Attending a movie premiere or a red carpet event is on my bucket list.

So what about being a Hollywood celebrity? As a child, I was in a couple of elementary school plays. I felt too shy, too awkward, to try out for any roles in a high school production. And yet, like Becky, it's been a desire I've carried with me throughout my life. Acting had been a very secret desire. Ironically, or not, just yesterday I was thinking about it, again.

So this fun quiz today raises a question for me. To be…or not to be? No, that's not really the question. The question is, has my long held desire of acting found expression in the much safer action of watching movies? Has my passion gone underground on this desire and surfaced in the form of a fan of film and theater and the amazing people who aren't afraid to be in the spotlight?

I'm still thinking about it. I know this. I am at a place in my journey where I am not backing down from challenges and where I am facing my fears head on. My heart is open and I love being in the flow of life. I trust the Divine and these nudges and invitations that reveal more about who I am and what I can do.

Who would have known that a playful, randomly generated Facebook quiz could be an open door to peek through? I am discovering that opportunities for soul exploration and growth are everywhere. Dare I walk through this door?

I am friends on Facebook with actor J. Eddie Peck. We've chatted a few times through messenger. He's a Joplin native and last December he offered an acting workshop, for children through adults, and presented a free seminar the night before, The Business of Acting. I shared the info. I was too shy to attend the seminar or the workshop.

I hope he will return to Joplin and offer again. It makes me blush to think about moving beyond my comfort zone in this area. But I think I am ready to test the limits and see what I can do. Perhaps I can even audition for a bit part in a Joplin Little Theater production. Those intentions scare me.

But I was born to be a Hollywood celebrity, right? I can take the next step.

Summer Scavenger Hunt

I spent this hot and muggy day with three of my grandchildren. I had a creative plan. I brought along paints and brushes and colored markers and a pile of river rocks. Our intention was to join the latest artistic craze by painting the rocks, and hiding them in the Joplin and Carthage areas. 

It was a fun idea. However, the high temps and humidity made being outdoors for any length of time unpleasant. If I have learned one thing these past three and a half years, it is to let go of expectations and outcomes and go with the flow. If a planned activity doesn’t work out, something else always comes along. 

That was the case today. 

Summer Scavenger Hunt
Inspiration came unexpectedly as the kids and I watched a humorous YouTube program. Three young adult men went on a city wide scavenger hunt. They gave themselves three hours to locate nine items they selected. Included in the mix was a selfie with a baby, an expensive sports car and a specific brand of shoes. It was a fun, well done show. And suddenly, a scavenger hunt seemed liked the ideal creative adventure for the day. 

Joey, Oliver and Aubrey each came up with six items to include on our scavenger hunt list. I wrote down their suggestions on strips of paper, folded them up and dropped them into a bowl. The kids took turns selecting three items each, giving us a list of nine treasures to look for. 

We drove to Joplin for lunch and visits to the library and the mall, our scavenger hunt list in hand. The rules were to locate each item, take a photo, and cross it off the list. We had an eclectic mix of easily found objects, such as a watch, very specific items, like a 1980s Ford Mustang, and more challenging quests like taking a selfie with someone we didn’t know. 

Here’s how we did:

1. Lemur – This animal proved to be impossible to locate in Joplin! We could have looked up a photo of one in a book at the library. Instead, we visited a pet store and took a pic of a white ferret. We named him Lemur. 

Summer Scavenger Hunt
2. 1980s Ford Mustang – We saw so many Mustangs as we drove to Joplin, all newer models. And then, at the intersection of 7th Street and Range Line, we spotted the older red Mustang. Perfect!

Summer Scavenger Hunt
3. Hover board – This fun looking mode of transportation was found at a remote control shop at the mall. $200 will get you one!

Summer Scavenger Hunt
4. Selfie with a Random Person – Oliver came up with this comfort zone busting item. We had an awesome waitress when we ate lunch at Chili’s. Heidi was attentive and friendly and the kids adored her. She was happy to snap a selfie with each child. The kids encouraged me to leave her a big tip, something I was happy to do. 

Summer Scavenger Hunt
5. A person wearing flip flops – Oliver spotted this person at lunch. He took a discreet photo of her foot, shooting over Papa’s hairy arm and around the straw in his water. Good job Ollie!

Summer Scavenger Hunt
6. A watch – The kids were so attentive and aware during our hunt. They saw this watch on the arm of the woman driving next to us. I kept pace with her truck so Joey could get a pic. Great shot Joey. 

Summer Scavenger Hunt

7. Pink hair on a person – I thought this one would be very difficult to find. Surprisingly, this gracious person showed up in my office…with pink hair. We stopped by the Keller Williams office so I could send out a contract and the kids were so excited to inform me that they had found a woman with pink hair. They asked permission to take her photo. 

Summer Scavenger Hunt

8. A bald person – This item on our list was much more challenging than I expected it to be. Aubrey added this one to the hunt and envisioned a man with a shaved head. We finally settled for partially bald. I laughed when I looked at the pic. It appears as if I was hiding behind a plant when I took the photo. I didn’t even notice the plant at the time. 

Summer Scavenger Hunt
9. Blue 4 door jeep – Aubrey was very specific about this item. And it was the first object spotted minutes after the hunt began. Good eye Aubrey! Unfortunately, we found this one so quickly that we didn’t have an iPhone camera ready. Thanks to teamwork and persistence, Joey saw another blue jeep in Joplin and caught it in a photo. 

Summer Scavenger Hunt
This was an incredibly fun way to spend the afternoon. The kids worked well together and stayed very present in the moment as they looked for items on the list. More than having fun though, the kids learned powerful lessons about how what we think about and dwell upon shows up in our lives. These were not all easy items to find. And yet, except for the lemur, they showed up rather quickly. 

One of the most amazing finds was struck from the original list. Joey had added a painted rock to the list, when we thought we might go by one of Joplin’s parks. After deciding it was too hot, he scratched that idea, exchanging the rock for a different object. 

Guess what Joey found inside the Joplin Public Library? Yes…a painted rock. What a great conversation starter that was. I failed to get a photo of the rock. However Joey still has it. We will re-hide it later with our rocks that we paint. 

Summer heat and summer fun and an adventure that we won’t forget. I look forward to more scavenger hunts and manifesting what we are searching for. 

Summer Scavenger Hunt

Choose a Book for Me

Most of us have picked up a book, opened it to a random page, and jabbed our finger down without looking. I have done that many times, usually while asking a question aloud or in my heart, looking for inspiration or confirmation or direction in that arbitrarily chosen sentence. 

I have learned that guidance comes in all kinds of seemingly random ways. A song on the radio, a snippet of overheard conversation, a bumper sticker on a car can deliver the message needed at the perfect time. I call these signs and synchronicities my ongoing conversation with the Divine. There is always great significance in those cosmic signs, and sometimes great mystery as well. 

After visiting Joplin’s new public library last month, I felt inspired to suggest a game to the Divine. This afternoon, it was time to play. 

Choose a Book for Me
What if, rather than opening a book and flipping to a page and choosing a sentence at random, I allowed myself to be guided to an entire book? Using the library as my playground, I did some prep work beforehand in the Fiction and Non Fiction areas, counting the number of rows, the number of sections in each row, and the number of shelves per section. 

At home this afternoon, I wrote numbers on slips of paper, dropped them into a glass bowl, and mixed them up. First I drew numbers for the Fiction area…row, section, shelf and book number. Then I did the same for the Non Fiction area.  I only asked to be guided to the non fiction and fiction books that would be perfect for me today. 

Choose a Book for Me

I arrived at the library 12 minutes before closing time. That was ok. I had my numbers written out on a piece of paper. It would not take me long to find my books. 

For the Non Fiction area, I drew:

Row 9, Section 7, Shelf 3, Book #33

The book selected for me was The Independent Inventor’s Handbook by Louis Foreman and Jill Gilbert Welytok. I was excited! Who hasn’t dreamed of having a million dollar idea that becomes an invention? As a child, I was always trying to come up with an invention that no one else had thought of. My grandson Oliver has such thoughts and I love listening to his ideas. 

The blurb for this book reads, Have a million dollar idea? Make it real. From sketch on a napkin to finished product, Everyday Edisons creator Louis Foreman and patent attorney Jill Gilbert Welytok show step by step how to be a prosperous inventor and how to harness your imagination and follow the systematic process of problem solving that’s required to convert a raw  concept into a profitable business venture. 

How cool! And this was probably not a book I would have ever looked for on my own. I’m curious to see what creative ideas surface as I read through this intriguing book that was picked for me. 

Choose a Book for Me
The library lights dimmed, indicating it was almost time to close. I hurried to the Fiction area. 

Row 7, Section 11, Shelf 3, Book #19

The fiction book selected for me was The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry, by Rachel Joyce. I was immediately captivated by the word Pilgrimage in the title. I just wrote a blog post about a pilgrimage…referencing the one I took recently through northern Italy and my life journey. And the word Unlikely hinted at a journey of destiny, reminding me of the first Hobbit film, An Unexpected Journey. 

The blurb for this book reads, Meet Harold Fry, recently retired.  He lives in a small English village with his wife Maureen, who seems irritated by almost everything he does, even down to how he butters his toast. Then one morning the mail arrives and within the stack of quotidian minutiae is a letter addressed to Harold in a shaky scrawl from a woman he hasn’t seen or heard from in twenty years. Queenie Hennessy is in hospice and is writing to say goodbye. 

Harold decides to hand carry a reply to Queenie, a 600 mile walk to the hospice, believing that as long as he walks, Queenie will live. Along the way, he meets one fascinating character after another, each of whom unlocks his long dormant spirit and sense of promise. 

Although I have not heard of this book or the author, I am very excited to begin this story. My eyes filled with tears, just reading the blurb inside the jacket cover, a sure sign this book is meant for me. 

Choose a Book for Me
This was a fun experience, and one built on trust. I had a moment of doubt as I wheeled into the library parking lot. What if I ended up with some book I had absolutely no interest in? Well, what if I did? I could play with an open heart, mind and spirit and see what happened. Or I could choose not to play at all. Did I trust or didn’t I? I decided that I did. 

I am most curious about what I will find for my heart and journey as I read these books that were chosen for me. Because, I don’t believe in randomness or coincidences. I can play like this because I believe that everything has purpose,  and every incident has a message for me. I am continually invited to dance, to converse, to engage with the Divine. 

We play…even at the library. 

Choose a Book for Me

Mr Toad’s House

This afternoon I seized an opportunity to get outside and into the garden. Thunderstorms last night meant mild temps today and a ground that was easily worked after a good soaking. I had weeding to do and a few plants to tuck into containers. And, I had a fun project I wanted to do while I was playing in the garden. 

Mr Toads House

Even though pulling weeds is more work than play, I enjoyed cleaning up the borders and containers. Vigilance is necessary to stay ahead of weeds that pop up everywhere. These pesky plants are thriving as well, with the abundant rain that we’ve had followed by days of sunshine. There is satisfaction gained, at least, by completing that chore. 

More fun is planting flowers. I’ve had a remnant of plants, left over after planting containers. My goal this afternoon was to get them all into pots or into the ground. I moved several stumps, left over from the downed maple tree, into the front yard, placing them near the swing. I have deep appreciation for the garden gifts this old tree provided. Flowers were slipped into the hollowed out sections, after I filled those spaces with potting soil. 

Mr Toads House
Mr Toads House   Rilynn is sure this new arrangement is for her. 

Finally, it was playtime in the garden! I have an assortment of insects and small critters that make my garden their home. Not all of them are desirable. Japanese Beetles are a problem right now. However, I encourage bees, ladybugs, praying mantises and spiders to share my backyard paradise. They help to keep the “bad” bugs under control. 

Another helper that is welcome in my garden is the toad. I’ve seen several the last few seasons. I want to encourage them to linger. My grandsons, Joey and Oliver, are expert toad house builders. They build the houses and the toads find them. My creative play today was to create a couple of toad houses in my backyard garden. 

Mr Toads House
Mr Toads House
Remembering what my grandsons taught me about building a toad house, I dug out a shallow hole, and scattered a bit of mulch in the bottom. I have plenty of bricks and thin slabs of concrete that I can use. These materials were repurposed into the walls and roofs of two toad houses. 

As I was cleaning up after an afternoon of working in the garden, I noticed a bin of small river rocks. I felt inspiration’s tap. I had an idea and those rocks were perfect. 

Mr Toads House
Mr Toads House
Using colored markers, I created “vacancy” signs for my little toad houses. My realtor side was amused by those mini advertisements! And since I am confident toads will find the houses, I drew a frog and a toad on the other sides of the rocks, for when the houses are no longer vacant. 

I think my grandsons will be pleased with my toad houses! I had fun playing, and creating, and the project will encourage more visitors to come to the garden. I am looking foward to meeting my new little neighbors. 

Mr Toads House

Fidget Spinners

I had never heard of this latest craze among kids, teens and even adults, until this morning. I spent the day with grandkids Joey, Oliver and Aubrey, all out of school for Good Friday. As we chatted about what was new in their lives, Joey mentioned this small palm sized gadget that kids at his middle school are toting around. Aubrey and Oliver chimed in, adding that they also knew about the spinners.

I was curious.

Fidget Spinners
Looking up spinners on Google, I found lots of pics. I confess I didn’t immediately see the appeal. However, I saw the earnest hopeful looks on the faces of my grandchildren. Joey knew of a store in Carthage, Repurpose Boutique, selling these hot items.

Off we went to investigate.

My first clue about the popularity of this new toy should have been that the parking lot for the boutique was full. We had to park in the street.

The second clue was that as soon as we walked into the shop and Joey began his answer to the query, “May we help you?”, the lady behind the checkout counter immediately knew what the kids were looking for. She directed us to a bin of Fidget Spinners. Ah, I thought, so that’s what they are called!

And my final clue was that Repurpose Boutique can’t keep these $15.00 gadgets in stock! As my three excited grandkids picked out fidget spinners, more and more people were coming into the shop, asking for them. They sold out while we were there, after receiving 150 spinners three days ago.

Fidget Spinners
As the kids played with the spinners at home, I did my research. In 2012, a Kickstarter campaign raised more than 6 million for a gadget called a Fidget Cube. The small stress relieving toys were covered on all sides with rollers, toggles and switches, making them ideal for fidgeting.

After the success of the cube (another item I never heard about) the company created a companion product, the Fidget Spinner. Made of metal or plastic, the weighted spinners rotate smoothly, and for a surprisingly long time.

When children or adults fidget with a fidget toy, it soothes them while creating a mind-body connection that frees the brain to focus better. Psychologist Dr Harris Stratyner uses fidget toys such as the spinner with patients suffering from ADHD and sensory issues. He says that in addition to helping people focus, fidget toys help to generate creative ideas by centering the body.

Fidget Spinners
Fidget Spinners
Joey, Oliver and Aubrey enjoyed the Fidget Spinners. They carried them around all afternoon. I gave one of the spinners a try. I liked the satisfying heft of the metal fidget toys, making them spin smoothly with a musical whirring sound. I was reminded of spinner rings, from a few years ago, with a central section that spun freely around the finger. And worry stones, smooth glassy feeling rocks that one could rub repetitively with the thumb to reduce anxiety.

What I decided was that fidget toys like the spinners allow trapped or built up energy to move, releasing tension, stress or anxiety. It gives the body something to do, so the mind can be free to focus, think or create. Yo-yos and the coiled up Slinky toys are older versions of fidget toys.

I read about a man who plays with a fidget spinner while watching TV, so that he doesn’t bite his nails. I can see that some children might   benefit from playing with a spinner while reading or doing homework. We will see how long this latest trend last and whether it endures as the slinky has.

The grandkids found Fidget Spinners to be mesmerizing fun. I think I want one now!

Fidget Spinners
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Collaborative Doodle

French artist Henri Matisse said, “Creative people are curious, flexible, persistent and independent with a tremendous spirit of adventure and a love of play.” I appreciate all of those characteristics and desire to foster them in my creative life. I am especially mindful of being curious and following where curiosity leads, and of indulging a love of play. 

Collaborative Doodle
Play has been foundational to my journey this year, as I seek to make life a little more tender and art a little more robust. Playing is crucial in a child’s development. Through play children learn in a relaxed environment, discovering truths about life while new information or habits are acquired. 

And play is just as important in an adult’s life, we just tend to forget that or feel playing is a waste of time. Far from being a childish activity, play develops the imagination, allows for exploration of new ideas, frees emotions, moves energy, develops self confidence, allows for social interaction and opens up new ways of thinking creatively. 

I am finding that it also helps me to continually move beyond my comfort zone! My grandson Dayan and I are playing a card game called Sneaky Cards. (Read more about this innovative and interactive game HERE). Each week, we each draw a new card, with the objective of playing the card forward before we get back together the next week. 

Collaborative Doodle
Last week, Dayan placed his chosen card in a favorite book at the library. I added my card to a Valentine’s Day display. This week Dayan will come up with a new recipe, and then pass his card on. And I drew a create card with the mission to start a collaborative doodle and pass it on. 

Collaborative Doodle

My sister Linda and I went to dinner tonight, at Chick Fil A. We craved some sister time. It was the perfect place to carry out my mission. I started a doodle and slipped the card into my hoodie pocket. 

This is the interesting part of the unique card game. I tend to hesitate when it is time to pass the card on. When I feel that reluctance to complete the mission, I know I’ve run smack into the border of my comfort zone. Playing this game is not only engaging my creativity, it is pushing me to go farther, play more, be braver. 

Every week, when Dayan and I draw new cards, we hold our breaths. We know what kinds of activities lie in wait in that innocent looking deck of cards! Some of them will definitely challenge us and push us way WAY beyond what feels comfortable. Sooner or later, we will come face to face with one of those border expanding cards and also face our discomfort. We will play on through, when that time comes, and learn and grow. 

Tonight’s mission was simple, compared to what I could have drawn. And yet when Linda and I stood to leave, I reached into my pocket, felt the card…and considered waiting for another time to play. Just then, buses arrived at Chick Fil A, unloading dozens of high school students fresh from a basketball game in town. One of them would surely add to my doodle. 

I played. I left the card.

Collaborative Doodle

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