We were blessed by the blind man who could see for miles and miles

Happy Friday!
It's been a long week in New Orleans (business, not Mardi Gras, but you knew that).  I rolled into the house about 30 minutes ago and figured I would unpack, TGI, and head to bed as soon as the urge hits.  It's nice to be home, and will be even nicer to sleep in my own bed.

Today I am trusting that I'll continue to have some time to learn and grow over the next few weeks. It feels a bit like my "Word of the year" may be evolving from "dance" to "question."  I'm okay with that, but it is a different paradigm.

Today I am grateful  to be home.  It's only for a couple of days, but I really do love my time here with the hooligans menagerie.

Today I am inspired by friendship in unexpected places.  I'm learning that keeping my heart open = so many opportunities to live and love.

Now playing: Lucinda Williams "Blessed"- Lucinda is always appropriate after a few days in Louisiana.  Actually, Lucinda is always appropriate.  Fin.

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