United As One

United As One

“I guess we’ll just have to sing it ourselves.”

200 of us stood at the starting line of a local 5k fundraiser. Traditionally, before the air horn signals the start of the race a singer will perform an A Capella version of “The Star Spangled Banner”. But the singer, for whatever reason, was nowhere to be found.

So, with our eyes gazed upon the nearby flag pole, we just sang it ourselves.

It was organic, authentic, and beautiful.

There is something quite moving and unifying when a group of ordinary people stand together and share their collective voices for a common cause. Old voices, young voices, loud voices, soft voices. All voices, expressed individually yet together as one. 

In a seemingly divided world, maybe we’re not as divided as we’re told we are.

Photo by Nick Fewings on Unsplash

 

Your Mother Did Not Give Birth to a Cubic Zirconia

Your Mother Did Not Give Birth to a Cubic Zirconia

My dog doesn’t have earrings. And neither do I.

But everyone else in my house does, along with their collection of rings, bracelets, and necklaces. None of which belong to me.

Or my dog.

Jewelry. It gets dirty and dull sometimes. Gunk like hair spray, soap, gel and other yucky stuff build up and the jewelry loses it’s sparkle. From what they tell me, the best way to clean such delicate items is by using ultrasonic sound waves. Rings and bracelets are placed in a small water-filled container and the thousands of microscopic bubbles created by vibrations within the container gently remove all the dirt particles.

Once cleansed, the jewelry regains it’s original luster, allowing it to shine as brightly and radiantly as it originally did.

Life has a way of coating all of us with it’s own residue of yucky stuff which can prevent Continue reading “Your Mother Did Not Give Birth to a Cubic Zirconia” →