March 15, 2017 (day 15)
It has been a good exercise for me this evening as I wake up from a post dinner nap (seriously what is the trick to daylight savings?) to consider what to write about tonight. Can’t we just leave it at pie and begin again tomorrow? And some thread of discipline and reverence awakening with this exercise. Filled beyond words with gratitude for the fellow travelers I am aware of in my photo library and journey. Friends and family near and far. Some spanning decades and unplanned miles. Periods of silence and reunion.
And what I am so very aware of tonight is the gift of TRIBE. Diverse and wise and connected. As my friend Tim says, “an army of angels” I call on through the good and bad. Small and big questions. People who walk beside me and me them. Check in to see how this or that is going. Asking for or offering to pray with or for. I know there is something or someone bigger than me responsible for this amazing orchestra in my life. Sure, my role is to show up, and even in spite of me on my worst or crankier days, there is always the gift of tribe. I have one visiting with her people/aka children this weekend. A phone call from another this afternoon. I want to keep going and I don’t want to boast. I chose this photo because I am so very clear that there are people I am walking with and beside each and every day who make this life richer and deeper and wider.
A voice chimes in, no big deal, but important to recognize, that says the flow or time or connection is up. This will change that will change. It does and has and will continue to. Change is the only constant. And the well of important relationships and connections is overflowing. John Donne’s “No man is an island” coming to mind. I am so thankful for the stream I am a part of. And if you aren’t feeling this way, I hear you and only ask one thing. Say yes. Somewhere to someone say yes.
There are important people in my tribe who are walking through challenging times. Change, uncertainty, challenge, and celebration. And it is hard to watch and witness and also a joy and an honor. And sometimes in the midst it just isn’t pretty. Thankful for the take me as I am take you as you are gift and understanding. You NEVER know who or what is around the corner. Following the breadcrumbs.