We walk through life wrapped in our routines, our conferences, and our private grievances. And every so often, the universe stops us to introduces us to a Susie
If I had to title my blog, it wouldn’t be clever or branded. It would just be: walking the streets, Point Loma to Ocean Beach, every day, paying attention to life. That’s it. That’s the whole premise.
Why does it take a major crisis or a rare moment of romance to bring out our best? Why can’t we choose to live with that level of care every single day?
Growing up, I often felt like raindrops were literally falling on my head, as if I didn't quite fit anywhere. I was very much a loner. Sure, I had a few friends—lifers like Bill, and another dear friend Dallas—but my world was mostly my own. I didn't march to the standard drumbeat.
My challenge to you today: If you are looking through your calendar and you see a birthday, an anniversary, or even just a reminder of someone you’ve been meaning to catch up with - call them. Do it right then and there.
We have the power to decide how we show up, regardless of the number of candles on our birthday cakes. We don’t have to let the “old man” in. We can choose to be the people who bring that light into the room, who find joy in the quiet moments, and who refuse to let the world steal our spark.