You gotta tell us what’s going on

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I love football. I mean I really love football. I met someone over 10 years ago who played. Who was very good. Who taught me everything about football. Before that I had just watched. Cooked. Gave parties. But never really understood the dynamics of the game.

Today is brain impairment day. I’m going to inspire you. Teach you. Show you what it’s like. Hold on, they’re interviewing Matthew Stafford, the quarterback. Ok, I’m back.

I’m watching the pre show. The team doctor comes on. Talks about the injuries. I pray the opposing players don’t take advantage of the knowledge of those injuries. I’ve seen more of that this year and think that’s not right. Focus Dawn, focus.

The team doctor talks about concussions. The brain. It is then that he says about the players, “you gotta tell us what’s going on.” I go right to my file box. I know the paper by heart. It’s almost ten years old, the file is called “brain impairment defined.” A family member was a neurosurgeon, could he look at my symptoms? I scribbled them out. I wouldn’t get diagnosed for another four years. There is a medical terminology for everything on that list. But it’s football Sunday, so Im not going into it today.

Anybody who knows me and looks at this paper will tell you, “yep this is Dawn.”
I kept telling everybody these symptoms. Did they listen? Yes. They tried the best they could. Did I go to the wrong doctors? No. My vitals had dropped during the surgery that caused it and “no one wrote it down.” Or the anesthesia did something. Or I threw a clot. No one knows.

But that’s the past. The Lions are playing, I’m glad to be alive. I just got my bell rung, that’s all. Football teaches you to be a team, focus on the end goal, let others watch your back and mostly, have fun doing it.

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About Us

I have a clear path.

I’m reading a website and I want to know where they there. The physical place. It’s about grass fed beef. Those of you who really know me, know that I’m a fanatic when it’s comes to eating clean. I do not shop the center aisle of the grocery unless its peanut butter, jelly, beets or cabbage in glass. Last week I bought pumpkin because its the “season” and I could taste the metal. I don’t drink out of plastic. If I’m at Starbucks, I’ll remove the lid before I drink the coffee.

I want to bolt cut the chickens and pigs and cows out of their semis, and say run, run like the wind. I’ll get it on cam if I can, at least before they arrest me. For Trespassing?

When Im speaking about what I believe, I am passionate about it. Not “Kent State” passionate, but driven passionate. Most people don’t look at the ingredients, they trust that what’s written is the truth.

So back to About Us. That section tells the story. The background. In order to make an informed choice. After the message came to me a third time this morning, I said, ALL RIGHT! Asked for blessing and ran for the IPad.

And thought about Kent State, the Detroit Riots, all the protests that aren’t there now. And wondered, where have we gone?

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I have no friends

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I’m not telling a story I’m telling a parable. And sometimes a psalm. We were looking at the year to date stats this morning and I became momentarily blue. You see, I’m a pretty outgoing happy person. A year ago, readership was way up. Then I went through breast cancer. And everything changed. I couldn’t inspire others, I couldn’t lift my arms to photograph the light, I couldn’t go a day without a nap. And it took eight months to get back to “myself.”

So this is, of sorts, my coming out party. I’m back and ready to show my readers I’m ok. I’m shooting every day again and the blur is getting less frequent. My arm strength has returned.

It’s been a big week. The website has been updated and I’m ready to go. But there’s one last thing. I had to set my priorities, let go of all the excess, excess technology, excess time wasters, anything that takes my light. I have to be ready for the next big adventure.

My facebook friends are all gone. They’re not really “gone”, they’ve just been made acquaintances. All of them. I know they may think, what the ???. But for me, it lightened my soul. It freed me from the chains of envy.

Is it time you get back to yourself too? Try it you might like it. Your true friends will understand. Really.

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What you Believe

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What you believe…….

Temptation? Guidance? Belief? The blood of Jesus Christ is covering you if you believe in The Lord. I’m listening to Pat Robertson. He caught my attention when he commented on the Royals. They had everything going for them. Then they gave it away.

It’s Halloween. For all my life I’ve participated. Dressed up, gave candy, went along with the flow of friends, family, school, church, society. I don’t do that anymore. What about the kids, they say?

The strife is rising. Conflict is brewing. Who will I vote for? What will happen with Ebola?

I set The Lord at my right hand. Because of him I will not be moved. The preceding ABC telecast does not reflect the views of ABC family.

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Stay fearless and faithful

That’s an understatement. As I return yet again from my travels, the stories are flowing, friends are sharing my laughter as I recount my latest adventures. How do I?, where do I?, how do I know?, the questions come quickly.

My answers however are more thought out now. The answer is not to make them feel better about me being on the road, but the truth of what I see. The truth of realizing I’ve driven way too many hours, the truth of America is not always glorious and free.

So I’ll tell you a story. I came out of the Smoky Mountains feeling exhilarated and free. No cell, no GPS just a 6000 foot mountain and me. For two days. It gave me time to think. Time to reflect. Time to really think about what I wanted to do next. As I come around the Cumberland Gap, there’s another two lane highway snaking back through the mountains. I drive in 2 miles. And turn around.

I was on the phone with a dear friend. We lost our connection. I was now in Kentucky and the scenery changed drastically. The poverty was overwhelming. And once again, I lost contact with the world. But this time it was different. I wasn’t ready for the “auto shut off.” I was scared and it was the middle of the day. And it had nothing to do with crime.

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We watched Noah last night. In one scene Russell Crowe said, “We have been entrusted with a task so much greater than our own desires.” As Im packing this time I think, Im going to pack lighter. I don’t need much. Stay light on your feet, be prepared for adventure but mostly, be open. I laughed to myself thinking……what does that mean? I laugh again. Noah finally made sense. Or as Russell Crowe would say, “Follow the temptation of darkness or hold on to the blessing of light.” Amen.

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Maybe this time

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Here I go again. This may be the last time. Casting Crowns is playing. I’m in the lower level where I feel safe. Protected. I say it softly.

People are asking me, what’s happening? Another news story. Another WTF. Sorry God. I’ve been swearing a lot lately. It makes me feel good. Am I getting caught up in it too?

I’m reading about the poet Rumi. I was taken by his words. His belief. His faith. I told my friend. They reply that he was Muslim. I read that Americans think he was one of the greatest poets ever read in America. Wikipedia.

When he was young, he encountered a persian poet in the desert. Here comes a sea, followed by an ocean, he said. He was referring to a boy following his father. He gave the boy his Asrārnāma, a book about the entanglement of the soul in the material world. This meeting had a deep impact on the eighteen-year-old Rumi and later on became the inspiration for his works.

They’re only words, right?

Now watch the video below. Each time I post a video song, you’re supposed to listen, yet I know that no one does. Not yet. Maybe this time.

 
 

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