So that means a marathon day of picking up after myself. It means immersing myself in the beady-ness of life, where the bits and pieces have a home and fit neatly in their home. Which is different than life in general, right?
On this MLK Jr. holiday I've been mindful of who he was and the legacy he left.
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.”
Speak up when things are messed up!
We are called to walk gently on our planet; to love one another; to put away all that divides us. And of course, to pick up our messes.