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The planned topic for today was a third rail of platform building – politics. Live dangerously right? Hoping to shed a positive light on what seems to be an epic train wreck from local dog-catcher elections to the highest offices across the globe.
In light of the tragedies involving law enforcement in the last 48-72 hours that isn’t possible. I couldn’t find my sunshine & silver linings this morning. Sometimes it feels like the world is imploding, and it is in these moments we must seek out the good and beautiful that cannot be touched by violence, corruption, greed, hatred, anger or fear.
Once I found that in my sweet babies but they aren’t babies anymore, faith – which is woefully dependent on my weak soul, family and friends both constant and ever changing. These havens aren’t free from the taint seen daily on TV’s or news feeds.
Mercifully, some things will be forever untouched and joyful. Fergus vs Roomba helped me this morning and here are some others.
It doesn’t matter what he’s saying. Pavarotti singing Nessun Dorma reaches the darkest corner of my soul and lifts it.
As long as babies laugh, there is hope.
What shows you the light when you can’t find it? Maybe it’s a song. A photo. A verse. A piece of art. A memory. Please share for anyone looking into the dark.
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July 8, 2016 at 8:45 am
My mood has been dark this morning (and it hasn’t been helped by the fact that it’s a gray and chilly day here in my corner of the world), but believe it or not this post has helped. Just knowing how much you love Nessun Dorma, and remembering when we three have listened to it together, made me smile.
Now if anyone needs me, I’ll be watching videos of cute animals doing cute things.
July 8, 2016 at 8:46 am
Ahh, nothing sweeter in the midst of despair than Pavarotti and laughing babies…and a snuggly Fergus.
Thank you for this reminder on this sad sad morning.
July 8, 2016 at 10:51 am
Thank you!
July 8, 2016 at 11:01 am
When I saw Pavarotti I started thinking of his duet with John Denver – Perhaps Love.
July 8, 2016 at 7:10 pm
Yesterday I met a 10 week old pug puppy called ‘Chip’. His little sharp nails tore my scarf, his little sharp teeth bit my nose and he still had that wonderful ‘new puppy’ smell. I could have sat and played with him all day. Babies laughing, fat men singing are all good – but puppies . . . puppies do it for me every time (and I am hanging out to get back to work next week to tell everyone about Fergus and the Roomba . . . ) 🙂
July 8, 2016 at 8:56 pm
Fergus will be a star across the pond!!! 💖