This last weekend was a little crazy, filled with all those chores and errands associated with being human, always something to do. As the forces of these responsibilities play on my day it never ceases to amaze me how we are designed to move and to move with purpose.  “I am actively driving to the supermarket” speaks to movement from point A to point B, so that I can provide nourishment to myself and my family. And yes, ice cream is nourishment. And yes it is the car that moves me, if I biked the ice cream would melt, silly.

So did you ever go to the doctor, perhaps for a regular check-up when you were younger or when you were older and had a sore throat? The doctor would pull out a tongue depressor and say something like: “Open wide and say Aaahhh…”?

The first of the month and the day was spent clearing out a lot of junk from my home office. Funny how quickly dust settles in and gets EVERYWHERE along with the cat and dog hairs; we get busy, there are other priorities and only so many waking hours in the day. But then there is a catalyst, a spark that motivates you (what phase is the moon in...) am I alone here?