Greetings to a Minnesota spring. Decided it was time to get out and run in the snow. Yesterday the stuff that came down was wet and slushy, but the couple inches that was being added this morning was pure powder. The only flower that was up was a metal one, but the robin, a true sign of spring, was real. The robin and cardinal voices still sounded happy to see the sun rising, still believing it is spring.
This may be about running… Or it may be about a deeper journey. It is a new journey. Not one I choose to begin, but out of my own necessity and determination to not end up stuck or standing still, I must walk on in new ways and in new places.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
The Human Race
Palm Sunday...
Heidi and I joined the human race. Actually it was way too nice of a day, and with colds, why race the human race. We decided it was best to walk the human race, and not hurry through life like the masses seemed to want to do. Maybe being human isn't about a race anyway.