I am hoping that most of you have already seen this video. It is beautiful and makes your heart sing for the dreamers in all of us. Hup, Hup, Samuel!
My incredibly romantic friend writes notes to his sons. These notes serve as communication but also as a bookmark in time. A remembrance of the love we are surrounded by, an opportunity to slow down and ... smell the roses. And most importantly, telling your family how much you love them and their "fancy footwork".
If you have not listened to the album 'Surf' by Donnie Trumpet & the Social Experiment. Do yourself a favor...
Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean- the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand, who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down- who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes. Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face. Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away. I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
Unnamed and unknown,
Yet full of potential.
Life is waiting
For your arrival.
You grow exponentially
Within one I know.
What color are your eyes?
What shape is your nose?
Will you be outgoing like him
And precise like her?
Many faces are to be met
And voices are to be heard.
You present your awakening cry,
Booming through the room.
NEWBORN - ECC was written by my oldest niece Lindzi Marie Printz in honor of the birth of our first son. Two of the most beautiful presents I have Ever received.
This song is just wonderful.
This is special. Neil and his team did a wonderful job at bringing the startling data to the surface.
Still a huge fan of Wait What.
“What if you wake up some day, and you’re 65… and you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life?”
– Anne Lamott