Monthly Archive for July, 2009

Let Them Go Down

I woke up hearing this song playing in our bathroom.

It got my attention - I don’t even know why…

…and then, when I went to YouTube to watch ole Faith sing it as only she can, I noticed her glancing at the monitors……probably a teleprompter of the words.

I recognized it because I’ve done it a million times - even when I’m singing a song I know like the back of my hand - still….

….sometimes I glance down - like I’m looking for something more than just words - like I’m searching for a friendly face or something to reassure me.

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But, of course, then the lights do go down -and I make my way back to my seat.

Sometimes it feels too soon.

Other times it’s a relief.

I know there’s a difference (and way more than one, mind you) between Faith and me -

She sings...wow, does she ever sing!

I worship.

So, when the lights go down, I’m okay with being on the other side - in the darkness.  I’m okay with being left to my own thoughts…..my own worship - with no one critiquing my performance or thinking “who let her go out of the house like that!!??”

Some say it’s lonely there, after the lights.  I think it can be way lonelier when you’re being blinded by their harshness (may be why I close my eyes so much). It’s softer and cooler on the other side of the lights.

So, let them go on down…….

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Peace.

Just Because….

…because I just needed to see these:

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and these:

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and this little guy:

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and this peaceful path:

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and my moody Florida sky:

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Sometimes I just need to see some beautiful things…..

After all:

“The sky is the daily bread of the eyes.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson

So, don’t go to bed hungry!

Peace.

Curtain Call

So, we’re finally…..finally home.

I know some of you must think that all we’ve done this summer is travel….and “vacation”….

…and you would be right - in a way. But, honestly, it’s just about done me in.

I’m sitting here on this Saturday morning - our “buffer day” between driving all day yesterday and C3 tomorrow - and I’m thinking of all the things I need to be doing to…get back to real life. And all I feel up to doing is just sitting here.

The ironic thing is that when we discussed our “summer plans”, we decided to spend some time at a local beach - to NOT travel so that we didn’t wear ourselves out like we’ve done in years past - and also so we could be nearby…so we would only miss one Sunday.

Then came the “very last Bledsoe reunion” - in Texas….21 hours away. So, we took the kids out of school a day early and made a whirlwind trip…..there and back in 5 days.

And that seemed to set the tone for the summer……

Then the beach - where we entertained most of our time there - wanting to get the most out of our gorgeous surroundings…staying up way too late, then always awakening with the sun (even if we didn’t make it all the way down to the water’s edge…still we were awake).

Then, because of the passing of my sweet Oma, we felt we really should go visit my dad’s mother, my “Mimi”, in North Carolina….before school begins again….before things get too hectic…..

So, another whirlwind trip - and because of the beauty of the mountains there, again, we wanted to squeeze every drop out of every day - see everything….not miss a moment…..we can rest later……

….so I guess now is “later”. At least my body and mind are screaming that it’s much, much….”later”.

I’ve tried my best to be an open book - to document every thing with photographs, twitter, Facebook updates….and recently even video. And I’ve loved it……at least the Sanguine half of me has ADORED IT.

But, then there’s the other half….the quiet, melancholy…intensely private half of me. It’s not so thrilled…

It’s had enough, I think.

So maybe I need a little “vacation” from all my vacationing…..just a little quiet internal break. No lights, no cameras, no plans…..no adventures.

Maybe just a little stillness.

I’m not sure how to accomplish that….with four kids and three dogs….

But, I think today…at least for today - I’m going to try.

And, I’m not going to take a single video of myself in my attempt……. :-)

Peace to you all.

20 years later….(give or take)

So, the last time I hiked the “Lookout Mountain” trail in Montreat, NC, I was 17…

We had spent Christmas with my grandparents, and decided to “see the sights”. I don’t remember feeling too taxed by the hike, but I had been a cheerleader and on the track team….at a boarding school in North Carolina, where I often ran through the mountains…..

….I have a picture of myself standing at the top…confidently….not seemingly winded at all. (I need to find that pic….)

And then there was today….

(Forgive the shakiness of the video…as I was somewhat dizzy & hypoglycemic….)




…at one point my glasses fell off my head and as I searched for them among the rocks, while trying not to fall over a cliff, my youngest child said, “Can’t we just leave Mom and go on down the mountain?”……..sigh.

But, I did make it up…….and back down - even if just barely! And I got some pretty pics, too.

And then we all went to a nearby creek to cool off…..

Here’s some video of that, since the other…..well, I’m just not ready to show that film yet…..it’s too soon!

Peace.