6:57 a.m. - How can we replenish our own bravery? Where do we go to rise above the state of paralyzing fear? What happens when we exhaust our ability to bravely face fear? Is it like a muscle in the way that it can rest and revitalize? Can we strengthen it with exercise?
I would love to replenish my own bravery and rise above this fear.
7:49 a.m. - This is happening now. Best bet is to be here now. Experience what happens when you marry this moment. We are all this, (and) as Kenan and Kel said, "This is all that."
I always tune in with Jess, yet this message today sent me straight into the same energy I expressed within this first blog post of 2022 - an organic, entirely unplanned urge to share. So here I am, for the second time this year - disrupting my minimal posting plan to write what my heart is screaming, "Write! Right now! Write this out right now!" Okay, Heart!
As for the title of this post, if you're wondering what the heck that's all about, today I also learned a little bit about @ around the world.
Israel calls the @ symbol a strudel. Yum!
In Italy, @ is called a snail. Cute!
Greece calls @ a little duck. Quack!
In Armenia, @ is called a puppy. Woof!
There ya have it. One universal symbol meaning "at" with five totally different names for it. Here in the United States, I must say, what we call @ is truly the lamest! Can we rename it?
To close this post on a high note, we will be heading back west to Grand Rapids tomorrow for the weekend to celebrate Justin's little brother's college graduation! So excited to return to my own old GVSU stomping grounds again. The last time we did, I wrote this post right before the last eclipse in 2021. We'll have another eclipse this Saturday. Let's be here for it!
Cheers & Namaste & Mahaloha,