We entered the elevator together and I heard them talking
about going home. I ask “Where are you from?”
and he told me they lived on a beautiful lake in Arkansas. When I was a Boy Scout, every summer my troop
camped for 2-weeks in Arkansas. In Scouts
my nickname was “Trees” for I climbed faster and higher than most, but my real
value was being the first scout up and starting the morning fire using just the
left over coals. I still practice this today,
getting up early, starting my day with prayers / meditation that connect me to
the “be” part of me, and stokes my passion for life and another day. How do you start your day?
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