Sleep Blogging...

Well, my life is a funny thing, I guess all lives are… I spend my time in delicate balance between what I say and what I mean. What do I say? Nothing very well. I can mangle words with the best of them, telling someone “You are an amazing person” will usually get me a follow up e-mail saying… By vile did you mean physically repulsive or of little worth? Stupid words.

I get tangled up in them all the time. I am probably no better in giving advice either, I guess. Let’s just say it’s probably not best to determine the height of the bridge that someone wants to jump off. Details.

Arrrggghh…words!

But words are the fabric of our lives. They weave a tapestry that presents us to the world. They are our stories, our heritage, our beliefs and our will. The will to survive, to make things better, to change, or to just for one moment hold the tiger by the tail. Our stories need to be told out loud so they can be sewn with others, making a quilt that time and space cannot erode. Sew (hey- great pun!) tell your story and listen to others, fill your days with joy and light and enjoy every precious moment. The simple things...it’s all about the simple things.

And if am waxing poetic it is because I need more coffee and I am probably still asleep.

But I do know that I want to hear your story if you would like to share it.

Every story needs to be told. Honest.