Happy Monday...
Whew...in the words of Fred Willard from the classic film "A Mighty Wind"...
I mean, wow. This week had ups. Downs. Zigs. Zags. Heat. Cold!
"Hey, Wha' happened!?!"
Anyone else just tired? I don't know if it's lingering Covid effects or the fact that my meager mind cannot fathom everything going on on in life, both mine and other peoples', on any level. You ever see a bunch of anthills, and casually knock a few over to see what happens...then the ants scurry to and fro and eventually figure it out because they are much stronger relative to size than you'd think? That's sorta where I'm at with humanity...lots of us are scurrying around right now, our various anthills perhaps knocked askance by some tribulant nuisance...
But then I see the strength contained in our weak mortal coils. The goodness, the empathy, the resolve. The ability to rebuild. People's homelands are invaded, they fight back and rebuild. People who feel their rights are no longer represented remobilize and rebuild. People who wake to mind-crushing sadness and depression...fight back and rebuild. It IS possible. And more importantly, it IS necessary.
Ants don't let deterrence phase them. And, while I'll take a moment to acknowledge our obvious difference in mental capacities that perhaps demand at least a modicum of reflection and allow for self-doubt, I'd offer the example of the ants...if your anthill got knocked over recently, know that you and hundreds, maybe thousands, of your fellows are even now rebuilding that hill, temporarily confused perhaps, but ultimately resolved to continue with purpose.
Pictured above: My far lovelier half and I graced the Chamber Dinner with our presence. We...umm...we don't go out much. But several awesome people/organizations we adore were being honored, and it was a real pleasure to be able to give them some well-earned lauds. Plus, I got to wear my denim sport coat I bought for a rock gig years ago, so...win!
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