Our spirits need celebration! What feels joyful to us encourages us along the path of personal growth and expansion.
“You don’t stop laughing because you grow old. You grow old because you stop laughing.” — Michael Pritchard
Play is the exuberant expression of our being, it fuels our joy and wonder. Play provides the energetic space we need to feel alive; it taps into unlimited possibility, inspiring us; it resides at the heart of our creativity and our most carefree moments of devotion. Play is a powerful way to feed our soul.
This week I celebrate Double Nickels — my 55th birthday.
In reaching this milestone it seems reasonable to suggest that I’ve got more time behind me than I do in front of me. In fact, daily I can hear John Wayne’s voice, “Slap some bacon on a biscuit and let’s go, we’re burning daylight!”
And while the package I reside in has changed considerably over the years, I still feel the same on the inside—bright and sassy!
Saturday night was a beautiful evening for the Tinkler’s barn party in Woodstock, Illinois—and what a party it was!
Appearing seamless to the casual observer, there’s lots of pre-planning, elbow grease, and behind-the-scenes work that goes into this annual event. I don’t know their full recipe for success, but some of the ingredients include:
Start with a fun loving host family
Mix in their century-old barn
Whisk in a hearty portion of guests—adults and children alike
Liberally add tables laden with delicious food
Sprinkle with tents for people who’ve travelled far
Add a generous dollop of cheerful flowers
Gently fold in good friends
Baste with plenty of arm-waving, booty-shaking, get-down music
Shake, don’t stir.
If you follow this recipe, you’re sure to have one heckofa good time!
One year ago today you were born…it seems like it was just yesterday. You were such a wee little thing, but look at you now with over 27,450 visits.
And you play well with others. Why you’ve got friends in Canada, New Zealand, South Africa, Belgium, Scotland, France, and all over the United States.
I remember the day you were Freshly Pressed – oh my! – with no advance warning, I didn’t even have time to freshen up the house before all the guests arrived, 1,974 of them. My head’s still reeling from all the excitement. I’m pretty sure that’s when you picked up a few of your 102 active subscribers.
I see you there pulling yourself up and standing on your own little elfin feet. Before you know it, you’ll be into everything and running at break-neck speed!
I have a sneaking suspicion the terrible two’s are just around the corner…
I gave birth to this blog—Speaking from the Heart—on February 21st of this year. As you know, I post on the even-numbered days of the month. And wouldn’t you know it; today’s my one-hundredth post. Whoohoo!
[Hearing “Walking on Sunshine” playing loudly in the background, you kick up your feet and join in the dancing.]
Laurie and Len Dancing
A special thank you to each and every one of you for stopping by this blog whether you leave a comment, or simply enjoy it quietly from the background. In the past months, we’ve shared the opportunity to talk about: energy medicine, the environment, bicycling, living a green lifestyle, healing, writing, personal growth, spiritual awareness, sustainable living, and many other topics.
I appreciate the distance you travel, with reader representation from Scotland, New Zealand, Canada, Africa, France, Belgium, The Bahamas, and all across the United States.
Back in June, I shared that after Labor Day I would present another class, The Color of Wellness. Well, it’s time to sharpen those number-two pencils because class starts the day after tomorrow, on the 18th.
– Arrive bright and early
– Turn off your cell phone
– No gum
– Class participation is appreciated
– If you bring a snack, bring enough for everyone
1 – BICYCLE RIDE Sunday we rolled out of bed at 4am and arrived near Wilmot Mountain in Wisconsin by 6am to get our wrist-bands to ride 50-miles of the Harmon Hundred bicycle ride.
It’s very early and plenty cold; about 49-degrees. Roughly 5 miles into the ride we hear gun shots! Oh Lordy! we think. We look around only to see a duck blind on the side of a hill. At this we cheer the ducks and geese on: fly, Fly, FLY! Then it dawns on us, some hunters are wont to drink and hunt simultaneously. In our high-visibility yellow jerseys we make pretty easy targets; we pick up the pace!
Len Riding Point
There are two designated rest stops on the 50-mile route. Long before we reach the first one, we’re overcome by scent mirages. We’re both certain that we smell French toast, waffles, pancakes, warm maple syrup, honey-whipped butter, raspberry jelly, and hot coffee. Our minds are playing wishful tricks on us.
First Rest Stop
In the state of Wisconsin, courtesy dictates that you give “a” finger (not “the” finger) when you pass another person. This is true whether you’re on a tractor, in a truck, or on a bicycle. It’s easy; you simply lift your index finger, while nodding and smiling at the other person until they’re past.
Giving "A" Finger (Not "The" Finger)
When we got to where the second stop should have been mile-wise, we realized that we missed a turn. I’m no longer sweet, loving, kind, and thoughtful. Rather, I’m tired, sore, cranky, and hungry. After multiple additional miles, we arrive at the second rest stop, butt weary.
Second Rest Stop
Our total ride was 62 miles, not 50. We averaged 11.34 miles per hour, with our fastest speed being 28.67 mph. The actual riding time—pedals in motion—was 5 hours and 26 minutes.
End Of The Ride
2 – BOOK SIGNING We get home in the nick of time for showers and decent clothes before we’re back out the door and off to the Lakeside Legacy Arts Park (the historic Dole Mansion) in Crystal Lake where our friend, Kris Hayden, hosted a book signing for her newly published book, “Under the Eaves.” Here’s a LINK to her website if you’re interested in learning more about her book. From here we continue on to …
Kris Hayden Far Right (Short Dark Hair and Glasses)
3 – BIRTHDAY(S) PARTY … a multiple birthday celebration for Eoghan, Kayley’s brother-in-law Ryan, and Kayley’s grandmother, Effie. As you can see, a good time was had by all.
Birthday Celebration - Effie, Ryan, and Eoghan
Kayley and Eoghan
Kayley and Eoghan - Smoochin'
YAHOO! It was a whirlwind of a day, and we enjoyed ourselves tremendously. When we got home we crashed saying, “Yahoo, tomorrow we’re closed! We’ll just sit like two bumps on a log and contemplate the speed at which hair grows on our knees—nothing more strenuous than that!”
You know her as Bethsheba Celebration Goddess, I’ve known her for many years as Beth, Saturday evening she was Calamity Beth. No matter what name she’s using, she’s the best theme party-planner-chef on the planet (and an amazing gardener, botanical whiz-kid, to boot!).
Calamity Beth and Doc Buchanan
Saturday evening was Calamity Beth’s annual hoedown. This year the theme was Cowboys — Shoot Out at the BJ Corral. One year in advance she announces what the next theme is going to be so there’s no excuse for not wearing the proper attire. However, in this case, the temperature was 92 degrees before the heat index was figured in, hence …
The Naked Cowboy
The Naked Cowboy
Saucy Cindy cops a feel!
Saucy Cindy Copped a Feel
Then before things could get Good, Bad, or Ugly — Clint Eastwood arrived, packin’ heat!
Clint Eastwood from The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly
Calamity Beth had Wanted Posters of each and every outlaw guest.
Calamity Beth had Wanted Posters of Each and Every Guest
No details were spared …
Down to the Last Detail
We ate delicious chili out of tin cans …
We ate Chili out of Tin Cans
A great time was had by all!
A Great Time Was Had By All
Len and I had to leave early because of a rise-and-shine bike ride, but rumor has it that next year’s theme is Elvis!