(1) Health and self-care have been distinctly better since having finally finished a very challenging and unanticipated task. Actually got eight hours sleep the night before last, and six hours last night. Starting to run again – did three miles in the snow with my NanoSpikes. Sat down to meditate thereafter, and though I slept through most of the twenty minutes, it still seemed beneficial.
(2) Finished the first column for the five-week series on Spokane Faith and Values. Completed a draft of the second column, which I’m about to edit and submit. Grateful for the opportunity.
(3) It was nice to hear my daughter introduce me to a friend of hers yesterday by saying: “This is my dad Andy. He was on the streets for like thirteen years and now he’s a published journalist and widely respected, and they’re producing a musical he wrote about youth homelessness.” (A bit hyperbolic on both ends, but still nice to hear.) Grateful for a daughter who is proud of me.
(4) Big night tonight, if Cooper doesn’t get snowed out on the mountainous 30 mile drive. Five musicians and five singers are going to be gathering with sound engineer and all kinds of recording equipment, hopefully to record “Sirens of Hope” and “Turns Toward Dawn” before we lose Cooper to a lead in a TV series. (Asking for prayer).
(5) Observed a very restful Sabbath on Saturday, which no doubt contributed to the unprecedented eight hours of sleep. One thing I did do was fix the ending to Desperado. It was a labor of love as opposed to all the stressful stuff that constitutes “work” in our high-pressure, fast-paced society. You might check it out — we all need to let Somebody love us — before it’s too late.
The moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. Whatever you think you can do, or believe you can do, begin it. Action has magic, power and grace. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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A. Ha — this is the kind of stuff that happens during meditation.
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