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We just had a bite out, and I sat there pretty much in a daze the whole time. Garrett crashed for almost the entire time. Andrea was yawning throughout the meal. We’re soooo exciting to be around. At some point I perked up and said, “I just want to go home and spoon John Stossel.” It was a self-amusing way of expressing how I wanted to crash on my chair and watch 20/20, but that’s what came out. First, a little blogging…
I am so wiped out tonight. This has been one very long week, but I feel it has been a balanced one. It is both an incredible high and quite humbling that so much of my life has been streamlined down to work, Garrett, work, and marriage. No complaints. It’s just a different tempo as I’ve not experienced before – so simple yet so demanding.
“Yappidy-yap, shut that trap” is the the latest phrase to come from my wife’s mouth, directed at me. Sometimes she just doesn’t care for my rambling, and a phrase like that comes out followed by a good laugh.
I talked about Art Bell a few posts ago, and how I spent many a late nights listening to Coast To Coast AM while in college, and while traveling to Ohio while Andrea and I did the long-distance thing. The program is fascinating, and Art just has one of those classic radio voices – the programs are taken with a lot of salt, and I always got a kick out of the topics. But due to it’s late airing, and that Art has “retired” a few times, the show lost a bit of its magic. Well, a fellow fan has created a gem for those of us who loved this show by way of a stream of 5 or so Art Bell shows that run non-stop all day, every day. Sometimes the server is too busy to handle all of the users, so they set up a backup feed, though it doesn’t seem to support Mac (boooo!). Nonetheless, it’s what I’m listening to while I work this week. Great stuff.
Two nights ago I was riveted awake by a single thought/question: If prophesy is a spiritual gift, how is one to discern if they possess this gift? Lately I have been taking notice of my tendencies to trust my intuition on any given situation, coupled with my seeming ability to sense that something is about to happen. I can sense when a person or client is going to call me a lot of the time. Not all the time, but I’d guess that at least half the time I have a sense that someone is about to contact me, or something is about to happen.
I am either seeing aspects of a greater gift – one I don’t understand – or I am simply noticing the detailed ebb and flow to life, and how every little thing relates to or impacts something else. Or this is just part of being a creative, hyper-sensitive to the world around me.
I have to say – Springtime sure has come with a fury around here! In what seems like a few days we have flowers, green trees, green lawns, and all of our big trees look now as they did last May. Though our two wisteria trees haven’t shown too much life yet. We were robbed last year of their glory due to a few 20-degree days in mid-April. They have the coolest looking flowers. We seem to have lost at least one mulberry bush to the drought, but we’re planning on getting a movable fire pit so it will just be kindling once I chop it down with my handy hatchet.
Time to go spoon…
