Teddy and the Squirrel – the Great Chase

The Dog The Fence The Tree where the squirrel lives

The Dog
The Fence
The Tree where the squirrel lives

Once upon a time there was a dog name Teddy.
He grew up in small apartments, but one day his mommy moved to a house with a big yard and a fence.
Teddy loved his yard.
He would sniff and play every day.

I am the squirrel - up high in my tree

I am the squirrel – up high in my tree

There was a squirrel who lived HIGH up in the tree.
Actually he lived in several of the trees, and he would run across the fence from tree to tree.

Guarding his fence.

Guarding his fence.

Teddy knew it was his job to guard the yard.
He did this every day.

He guarded the yard from the big bad – or was it the little friendly squirrel?

No squirrel or rabbit, or tadpole or other intruder would invade the yard when Teddy was on duty.  Not ever.  Teddy made sure.

What is your name?

Teddy and the squirrel where having their usual discussion one day, when Teddy decided to ask Mr. Squirrel – what is your name?

The squirrel was astonished – he did not know how to reply.
Should he introduce himself to the guard dog?

To a little squirrel – that beautiful black barking dog – who could run as fast as he – seem pretty scary.
What should he do?

To be continued…..

Just Keep Going & find your true North

I became a Grey’s Anatomy fan a few years back.

Actually thinking about it – it’s been more than a few years now.  Meredith Grey (the actress played by Ellen Pompeo) was starting a new job and dealing with a mother with Alzheimer’s disease.

I was in a similar (but very real) place in a life.  I had an elderly mother who’d suffered a stroke and debilitating dementia.  Though she didn’t live nearby, the impact of that diagnosis, on me and my family and the questions that arise – about how one can best support everyone involved – take a great deal of energy.   To make life even more exciting, it was at that point that I also was accepted into a doctoral program and moved across the country and started a new job.  I was alone, and managing in a big world I knew little about.  The story-line about Meredith’s character was strangely comforting.

As the seasons of Grey’s Anatomy progressed – Meredith’s mother had a short period of lucidity, and we learned more about her as a human, and then she relapsed and died.  Meredith herself was struggling with coping with her whole life; mother’s illness, high-self-expectations, demanding job, and unstable – or was it stable? – at the time boyfriend.  Being overwhelmed by it all she attempted suicide.

Though, I was never suicidal, I appreciated the wish to escape the overwhelming feelings and circumstances she was dealing with.  Meredith was saved that season (as TV drama rarely kills the main character), but her mother passed over to the other side.  In one of those only could happen in a TV-drama ways – Meredith and her mother pass each other – on the way from life to death, and death to life – and In their last meeting – Meredith’s mother makes one last statement “Just keep going“.

At that time in my life – working a full-time job, and being full-time doctoral program…. those words stuck.  It resounded in my spirit like a statement FOR life.  I could tell myself – it doesn’t all make sense right now – but just keep going.  You feel overwhelmed by life – but “just keep going“.  Where you are is a “temporary” place – “just keep going“.

At the time – I was living in NJ and frequently driving or taking a train into Manhattan to work.  The Third Day song –  Tunnel was my anthem.  “Just remember what I told you – There’s so much your living for – There’s a light at the end of this tunnel…

I knew I had to just get through – this place in life – i.e. the tunnel (the Lincoln Tunnel was my proverbial metaphor), and there would be a light at the end.  It was my place in life.

My classmates and I surmised, as we rode subway train each week after class to our central departure points, that the subway was a metaphor for our lives. We weren’t sure where we’d end up at the end of our doctoral degree journey’s –  but we were together and would try to enjoy it.

I realized that life in the subway teaches you a few things: a) you don’t get to see the big picture, b) it’s dark and there is rarely  even a chance for sunlight, c) it goes pretty fast, d) it can be very crowded sometimes but you may still be alone,  e) unless you know the subway route, you have no idea where you’ll end up, and finally f)  when you get off the train – you have to orient yourself again to which way is true north……..

Boy did my life feel like that…  It was dark, lonely, and fast-moving.  I knew my destination was “doctoral degree”,  that was it. I reoriented to “true north” often.

Four years after reaching that destination – “Doctoral Degree”….  I realize that life sometimes takes me back to those subway experiences.  People change, places change, pressures are high, shifts are made and one day you wake up thinking; “Where am I”?

Oh – I know what town I’m in, I just thought I was headed to  X – to that place in life where I’m fulfilling a purpose and headed towards my mission.   Instead, I wake up realizing that the expectations of others, job and life pressures, and even good relationships are pushing or pulling me, and I wonder if I’m really still headed to X.

The train is moving so fast – I don’t even know where I am on the map but it feels as if I’m somewhere underground……

When I finally have time to reflect, I ask myself important questions:  What do I know for sure?   Is my purpose still the same? Do I know my true north?  Am I still headed to X, a life of love and hope, and meaning, and giving……

Then I ask the other question –  what about the rest of it?  Is it just part of the journey, is it becoming a part of me?  Should I do something about all the change or pressure – or should I try to change something?

The first set of questions brings clear answers.  The second set – well no clarity so far – I’m not sure.
That’s how my last months have been…. pressures, schedules, deadlines, expectations, wishes, hopes, dreams, and more pressure.   Seems like a pressure cooker.    I don’t know how to make sense of it all because it’s been so insane.    Kind of like making your way through a jungle without a path………..

Best advice to self – or others who find themselves in a similar place?

Find your True North – and Just keep going.
You know where you’re headed.
The path doesn’t look familiar but you know how to follow your guide…… so just keep going.

Ask, and HE will light the path, and show you the way.
Find your True North – those principles and beliefs that are your core.

Trust in the one you started your journey with.
He sees the big picture, HE understands it all….

and when you can – take time to rest.

Psalm 23
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want….
he really does – lead me beside still waters, and he restores my soul.

He leads me in paths of righteousness for his namesake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death (or the subway experiences in life)
I will fear no evil – for HE is with me.

Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life…
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

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I’m headed to a place where God is & I’m not alone
I’m heading to a garden where there is a tree of life…
The mission and purpose are clear.
The light grows stronger every day.

Daily Prayer for May 21st

Debbie adds such heartfelt prayers………. we join her today. Hope you do too.

Hope For The Broken Hearted

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Hello, Friends! Here is the prayer for today…

Our Father,

We gather today with heavy hearts. Our hearts grieve with those who grieve…and we mourn with those who mourn. Father, we ask that you touch each life that has been affected by the devastating tornadoes. It is hard to comprehend how so much damage can be done in such a short time. We pray for all the families that are grieving the loss of their loved ones today…especially the parents of the school children that were lost…

As we look at these pictures and hear the stories that are emerging, it’s hard not to think of your follower Job…He lost all of his children, his home, his possessions, his wealth and his health, all in one fell swoop…yet he remained steadfast in his faith…we can’t help but believe, that his story of suffering and unwavering faith in your goodness, was…

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