Today we read the message inside a fortune cookie that says this:
"The mightiest oak in a forest is just a little nut that held its ground."
I love that the nut literally holds onto the earth around it in order to grow. But I also know that the expression, "hold your ground," means two more things. It can mean you refuse to change your opinion or behaviors that you know are right (even if others want you to). The expression also means you refuse to retreat backwards in the face of opposition.
You stay put. You don't compromise. You refuse. You keep your eyes fixed on the goal without retreating. Living with flair means we hold our ground against cynicism, complaint, boredom, bitterness, jealousy, despair, and hopelessness. We hold our beautiful and joyous ground!
What ground must I hold today? Against what or whom?
(And for someone who often feels a little bit odd or crazy, the idea that a Little Nut might hold her ground and one day become the mightiest oak makes me smile.)
For whatever it is today that requires this kind of fortitude, we Little Nuts hold our ground.
Friday, October 31, 2014
Thursday, October 30, 2014
6th Annual Boo Platter: I'm a Legend
I balance the 6th Annual "Boo Platter" in my hands. Former teachers cry out, "The Boo Platter! Oh, I miss the Boo Platter!"
My youngest daughter's teacher says, "I've heard about this Boo Platter! The Boo Platter is here!"
In honor of the Boo Platter, I've included the best three below from years past. Enjoy!
(And note that they aren't fancy or crafty. This is the point of the Boo Platter: It can be Your Most Memorable Act because it's you, in your way.)
I'm off to the Halloween school parade. My daughter is a Pioneer Girl!
My youngest daughter's teacher says, "I've heard about this Boo Platter! The Boo Platter is here!"
In honor of the Boo Platter, I've included the best three below from years past. Enjoy!
(And note that they aren't fancy or crafty. This is the point of the Boo Platter: It can be Your Most Memorable Act because it's you, in your way.)
I'm off to the Halloween school parade. My daughter is a Pioneer Girl!
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
A Whole New Day of Marvels
On the blustery and dark walk to school this morning, we shuffle our feet in the damp piles of leaves that rise up like the banks of a river about us. We're now traversing the wooded hill when my daughter points out an enormous toad just hopping along beside us.
What else awaits on this path? What other marvels, partially concealed, hop along beside us?
What else awaits on this path? What other marvels, partially concealed, hop along beside us?
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