Over the past couple of days, yesterday in particular, I saw and heard a lot of talk. These nice little poetic one-liners: “May we be….” sentiments and “Let’s do…” and “Unity this…” and “History that…” My point is certainly not to call BS on any of it. We’re not there yet. But what I will say – talk is real easy. And it really doesn’t matter what is being talked about or from what presenter it’s coming from. 

Today, I’m feeling the challenge to go beyond the poetic. To pull the covers off the words and actually look at what’s there. To not take a statement as truth just because it looks pretty as a headline. Even in my own writing. Do I actually mean what I say? Do I live out the words that come out of my mouth or are they for show? Do I really believe the quotes that I say or that I repeat? Do I take the time to consider *all* of what I’m saying? Do I maintain consistency in conviction and if conviction changes, do I call it out?

Do you?

Not only will I ask those questions of myself as a communicator and as a writer so that I am certain I mean what I say, but I am also going to intentionally ask the following with  e v e r y t h i n g  I encounter: Are these words just pretty and meant to lure me in? Do they convey *actual* truth? Is the statement worth believing? Is it worth repeating? What *all* is it saying? What will be communicated about me if I perpetuate the sentiment? Does it contradict something else I’ve staked a claim to? 

What would happen if you did this, too?

Today I…
Sunday: Learned
Monday: Chose; said yes/no to
Tuesday: Loved
Wednesday: Prayed
Thursday: Was challenged by/to 
Friday: Am grateful for 
Saturday: Saw grace in

*Post 1026

The Last Night-Before :: 1/21/18 :: Post 143

Well, it’s here. The night before Chemo 6. 

I took my last night-before-chemo dose of steroids. (I hate them and how they make me feel). 

I’m praying I wake up healthy enough for tomorrow. (I have a headache and my throat feels funny). 

I’m on the front end of a hard many days. But each day will be the last of the hard days of this awful chemo. 

Sleep hasn’t come easy the night before chemos…that has been pretty predictable. Tonight, I’m hoping for a pleasant surprise of a good night’s rest. 

…….Get me to February.

Blech :: 1/21/19 :: Post 496

Headache. Slight nausea. Achy-ness from head to toe. 

And I’ve fallen asleep several times just trying to write this…..

(No post for 1/21/20)