. Dare to craft for yourself a life built around a consuming passion.

Good words ... Good challenge ... good dare.

I woke up on New Year's Day remembering two dreams. Good dreams. One ... My dad was sitting in a lawn chair in a group and he leaned his head back to see around the person who was sitting next to him as I approached and said, "There's my little sunshine." I knew I was dreaming, sometimes you just know this is a dream.It was a nice dream. Like a gift. The group was sitting near a shoreline ... They were enjoying themselves socializing. My husband asked me what my Dad looked like and ... He just looked like my dad ... Happy, amused.

The other dream ... May have been just a memory. I was at my grandparent's home and I was a young girl, maybe five years old. One of my uncles was sitting on the back patio, barefoot, with his legs crossed. He was reading a book. The pine trees smelled so nice ...it was a perfect day. "Whatcha got in your mouth Deedlebug? I was chewing a huge wad of sugary gum and when he asked I took it out of my mouth and stuck it all syrupy yucky right on the bottom of his foot between his toes ... I took off running with my laughter spilling out behind me. Exactly like something I would do on a dare.


No one ever dares me to do anything fun anymore. Now I have to dare myself ... and really, it isn't much fun.

I am thinking about a worthy consuming passion. Trying to think of what the next few years want to look like. Maybe something big or maybe some little things. Something engaging.

For the next few months I will be working around the house. There are a few time consuming this and thats to do. Then I'd like a challenge. I'm up for it.