climb every mountain
“you have a severe form of scoliosis. and you will be in a wheel chair by the time you are age 30.”
geez!
many of us would have left that office, convinced we had only 12 years of mobility left. consequently spending those limited years cautiously avoiding any activity that could possibly shave off valuable time.
with dreams dashed and possibilities limited – it would be far to easy to view life through the lens of our dis-ability.
you see, too often we choose to define ourselves and our lives not by our strengths – but by our weaknesses. placing more emphasis on what we can’t do, than what we can.
the problem is we only “think” we know what’s impossible, then never discover what truly IS.
on the mat, we all too often mumble, my hamstrings are tight . . . my hips won’t open . . . i’m too old . . . my arms are too weak . . .or its just that old injury. our handy-dandy excuses for taking a pass on taking a risk.
in life, we have a litany of labels and diagnoses as well, that navigate our course. we *have this* or *are that* – chanting our verdict again and again, like a mantra. and if that were not enough – we simply look around and note how many others know more or do better, for further confirmation of why we shouldn’t try.
i’m not diminishing the validity of every malady or disease. nor am i suggesting my husband attempt to hike mount everest . . .
. . . only he did. with forty pounds strapped to his back. as high as 20,000 feet. 
at age 40.
in all these years, my husband has refused to resign himself to the fate of one doctor’s prediction.
whatever you think is standing in your way of doing what you want – think again. because i promise you, the ONLY thing in your way – is you.
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its the stupid cupid disguise
its not that I’m not a romantic. and, as a matter of fact, i happen to be very much in love.
just please don’t make me sit through another “he went to Kay’s . . . ” commercial – or replace my treasured twizzlers with a bag of heart shaped marshmallows – or goad me into attempting last minute dinner reservations that I probably won’t even be able to make now, filling the pit of my belly with nothing more that misplaced guilt.
i’m simply not buying it. no really. i’m not buying.
valentine’s day history is dubious at best. it seems more a contrived holiday meant to seduce us well meaning relationship lovers into spending money during a time which would otherwise be a lull in the land of retail.
actually, if you really want to know where it came from – it seems it’s pagan roots at one time had romans sacrificing animals, then slapping young women with strips of the animals skin to bestow fertility. (so if your significant other comes home with a porkchop – RUN! )
here in my home, every day is a celebration of love. in fact, my hubby wakes to the sound of love each morning as I grind his coffee. and at least a few times a week, my love surprises me with my favorite breyer’s wrapped in a recycled grocery bag.
this year, i’m staying home for valentine’s day. completely boycotting the nonsense. maybe even practice a little yoga. the kama sutra kind. and it won’t even cost us a dime!
in the words of squeeze . . . now that is love!
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