A friend posted this meme on her Facebook. I told her “I don’t think that goes far enough.”
Here’s what I think:
“Always believe something wonderful is about to happen … again.
Always see that something wonderful is happening.
Always be grateful for the wonderful that has happened.”
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Mutual Respect: Real Salt Lake vs. Seattle Sounder Improv Prose
The field lights at the nearly empty Rio Tinto Stadium went out, darkening the entire field except for the glare of TV lights at the center circle.
RSL goalie Nick Rimando was giving one last interview as he walked slowly back to the locker room. His heroics in the first game, including several world-class saves AND playing with a broken nose, and several fantastic saves in game 2 of the loser-out MLS playoff game, hadn’t quite been enough. His MLS season was over.
Slowly, a low rumble pierced the dark. Coming from the northeast upper deck of the RioT Stadium –the visiting fan section– it gathered strength and purpose.
“Nick Rimando [Clap, Clap, ClapClapClap!]”
“Nick Rimando [Clap, Clap, ClapClapClap!]”
It continued, getting louder and louder, until the interview was finished: Seattle Sounders’ fans acknowledging a fantastic performance by the USA National Team goalie.
“Nick Rimando [Clap, Clap, ClapClapClap!]”
Rimando turned, walked slowly back across the field, looked up at the cheering fans, raised both his hands above his head, and applauded their cheer.
Respect.
Life Is Like The Chocolate You Eat: Revolutionary IMprov Prose
Written in the Basque coastal region of Biarritz, France, and San Sebastian, Spain
There are people who are
more practical and planned
than I am.
There are people who show up
when it’s convenient
for everyone.
I show up, sometimes,
when it’s convenient
for noone,
hoping that something wonderful
will happen.
And it usually does
for me.
My pattern is,
because something wonderful happens,
even if it’s not planned,
I keep going to the well.
I keep putting myself
into positions of wonder and amazing …
and I never get disapointed.
But it’s not
everyone’s pattern.
People are wonderful.
My time with them is wonderful
no matter what time it is.
The other day
I ate chocolate crepes
for dinner.
That was after
I’d had chocolate pastries
for lunch.
Along with hot chocolate for lunch
and dinner,
I had chocolate
during the evening.
The next day I had
another chocolate pastry.
For lunch I ate
at a tapas bar
in Spain.
I had a chocolate.
Then, that evening,
I had a chocolate pastry,
Spanish hot chocolate (VERY thick and rich!),
and some chocolate-covered orange slices
that were wonderful.
THEN later on that evening
I had ANOTHER French hot chocolate.
Today I had
two more cups of hot chocolates,
a chocolate pudding dish,
AND a chocolate WARM dessert
with ice cream.
If there was a pastry shop,
or a cafe’,
still open,
I would probably go out
and get another chocolate
something.
You are the chocolate
in my life.
I keep returning
to the feast.