Happy Anniversary Big Daddy....19 years and counting!!!!

"Love is the Bridge between two hearts."

Unknown

Nineteen years ago 

today

we stood on opposite sides

hearts beating

hands sweating

and

we met there

on sacred ground 

made the commitment

and connected

a

chasm

between our hearts

and

built 

a bridge of love

and

my world

has been 

all the richer for it!!!

Big Daddy and I just returned from our 

anniversary trip 

to 

Red River Gorge and Natural Bridge State Park.

Here are a few of our Highlights.....

 19 years later and Big Daddy still has "sexy Hotness" next to him.....

 Oh Big Daddy.....what big muscles you have!!!!

 Mammoth Arch...the natural formation located just behind our

"love shack" cabin.....

 The sun coming up as I sit on the front porch of the cabin.....

what a peaceful place to be....

 Sexy Hotness hiking to Rock Bridge and Creation Falls with Big Daddy....

The top of creation Falls....Big Daddy is so brave!!!! 

 Our Love Shack...year 19 and counting!!!

The Gorge...

It was here that Big Daddy surprised 

me with 

a zip line tour 

where we soared.............

It was a fabulous trip...

but more

importantly

it has been 

a fabulous 

life....

I could not 

have imagined

life 

without you.

Happy Anniversary Big Daddy!!!

I love you

now and always and forever!!!!

0xo

sexy hot mama

aka

the radical rambler!!!

sit down and eat.......food for the soul that is....

Soul is our appetite, driving us to eat from the banquet of life. People filled with the hunger of soul take food from every dish before them, whether it be sweet or bitter.

Matthew Fox

Life is a feast

spread in a lavish

ongoing

buffet

waiting for us

to

walk up

sit down

and

enjoy the

wonder.

Sometimes

I find

that

I have spent more time

worrying about

whether everyone else is getting full and

feeding those who can't feed themselves

than

thinking about my own

ravishing

hunger and nutritional need.

The other day I stood back

watched the feeding frenzy going on

all around me

and

thought

"dammit"

I'm starving....but I'm not real sure where the line starts.

I waited

I felt guilty

I wasn't quite sure

where the

forks or spoons

or plates were...

my soul continued to rumble with hunger

I looked some more

and

stood with arms crossed

not knowing what to do.

Someone passed me a piece of bread

small

tiny pinch of whole

loaf

I placed it on my tougue

where

it

stayed

as I played with it in my mouth

savoring the sweet sacredness

of

nector

food for the soul

unfolding in a mysterious kind of way

that I can't explain.

I swallowed

and

felt the hunger for more.

Guilt plagued me

as I watched others

eat

thinking

I'm supposed to feed rather than partake.

I didn't understand

the confusion

and

a wise woman rooted in love

said

"It is time to eat"

Pull up a chair

dig right in

EAT

and

be filled...

and

I was able to breath

as

my famished soul began

 to eat.

Go on out and eat your fill today

I'm gonna try

blessings and hugs

The Radical Rambler

Life Force....thing one, two and three

There is a vitality,

a life force,

an energy, a quickening,

that is translated through you into action,

and because there is only one of you in all time,

this expression is unique.

Martha Graham

Moving, pulsing,

shooting,

pulling me,

encouraging me,

beckoning me,

from deep within side

of me

is

this

incredible

"thing"

it is like

"thing one, two and three"

all

rolled up into one

and

if that

sounds a bit

theological

perhaps

it is

in

its own sense.

There is an incredible thing

an

unseen

force

of sorts

that

pulses

out of my heart

enters my head

changes

my emotion

and

roots my energy.

I do not

understand IT--thing one two and three---

can't quite fathom

IT

can't even

see

IT

but yet I can feel IT

in some strange mystical way.

IT

doesn't make sense to me

I can ignore it

but

just as soon as

I discover

i have pushed IT

as far as I can push IT

IT happens

the quiver starts

the pulse appears

beginning slowly and

then

the surge

of force

that at times feels

the wind of a tornado

swirling

and twirling

and

keeping me unsettled--it rises up and messes up my neat little abode.

IT

is part of me

even when I choose to ignore

IT

beckons me to move toward goodness

off my unique gifts

a bit at a time

let IT

move from me

to

thee

sometimes

on a good day

I am free to let IT out

allow that mystical electrons

to

move

quiver

escape

if you will

into the universe

after that

I have nothing to do with it

mystical life force

moving forth

bouncing around

hitting you

and  him and her...

I suspect it happens that way all the time

goodness that is

hope rising up

from the depths of our skepticism

faith meeting fool

grace washing over us like

the drop of water that hits the puddle,

tiny ripples moving out

running into

mixing and becoming part....

IT

I don't understand IT

don't even trust IT

but

IT

pulses

through me

thing one, thing two and thing three

IT changes me

It changes the world.

IT is what IT is

what IT was

what IT will always become

I am learning

a bit each day

to

once again

trust

in the

force

the IT force

that runs through my veins

and

I feel

my heart beginning to hum once again.

Have a great Monday morning..

blessings

The radical rambler