The world is in a constant state of change. Things shift and move. I’m not just talking about the physical part of the world… although that faction is plenty busy in both the seen and the unseen.
More to the point, I speak of the “energy” of the world. We are all just big balls of mushed together energy. Perfectly mushed…. so that we come out being just exactly as we are. You can call me mushy, from here on out. Or for those of you who don’t know me so well…. Ms. Mushy please.
(….OR… call me Captain Digression. It seems that is what I do best.)
Back to the changing world…. It seems our own personal worlds do the same dang thing. Change. Yes, we DO have the mundane….the every day things, that we undertake again and again. Go to bed. Get up. Make the donuts. Go to bed. Get up….. Make the donuts.
But on another level, our lives are filled with wishes and dreams. Some of us hope to go on a great vacation… or to buy a new boat. Others have hopes of picking six and winning the lottery. There are those that would like a certain pair of shoes… or a brand new computer.
Then, there are the ones that wish they had a place to sleep tonight, or something to eat tomorrow. A few of us have thoughts that we could mend a spat with an uncle, a daughter, an old best friend from years ago. There are the people who sit in the hospital waiting room… hoping the results of their spouse’s cancer test comes back negative. Some wish we could have just one more day on this earth…. with a mother, or a son, or someone who is gone.
It is a small planet… indeed it is. Because whatever that wish is… on some level…. we share in the very exact same of them all…..
I need to remember that when I yell at the guy who just cut me off in traffic. Maybe something in his life just went terribly wrong, and it has caused him to be in a great rush.
But, I do not mean to make you sad, or serious tonight. Just maybe “reflective”….. Not reflective like a bike light…. but instead….. filled with thought.
You see…..It is equally important for me to enjoy that walk in the sun… to smell that cow manure, and be glad for it…. to laugh at the Minions in Despicable Me…… and to eat that thin-crust-pepperoni pizza from the Rizza…. and love every bite…
Because as I look across the table… I see that….. I am sharing it with other Mushies…. just like me.

If you ever need sny help eating all of those donuts give me a call.
Same goes for the Rizza.