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The end of another day is upon us... you either see yourself through eyes with a vision created to be a purposeful and a needed cog in the wheel... or you have chosen to plow ahead thinking that your words and actions matter only minimally... based on how each circumstance played out on your stage... may you be truly convicted by that which serves a greater good....

It's a moment like this... that moment in time... when the sounds that resonate from the beings surround... the inhale and the breath that flows out... the quiet in the noise that says... a day is ending... the land of peaceful dream envelops the brain... the picture are moments... and visions that are familiar and yet only dreams... as the noise goes from a loud cacophony of sounds to a steady breath of life... i am thankful... and feel blessed...

My life has been complicated at different times for different reasons... I've been young and only so mature... I've been scared and only so brave... I've been strong yet only as weak... I've been great yet only so good... my life has been a wonderful thing... blessings abound from my children... my boys may never know the wholeness of my hearts... yet my daughter knows it so differently... my husband knows my dedication much differently than the one who first held my hand... my parents knew all that I wanted to be even when I only reached so far... i am blessed by this day... and for those of you who took the time to read... you too have given me a gift... and i thank you...

There must come a day in each and every life that we step back and assess what the day has held within its grasp... we you successful is service... dedicated to sharing your abundance... generous with your excess... giving of love... faithful in doubt... trusting to those who trusted... may you heart and minds be at peace as you end this day and may you feel your best was given...

Here we are... at the end of or quite possibly the beginning of... as for the end... well the day is an open book of possibilities for the end of a week... i am free today to use these hours that lie ahead in the fashion to which I choose... first thought was to bake... then other visions began to sprinkle my brain that would bring an overload of flavor experience to the senses... i have canvas waiting to be filled with colorful creations of the minds eye view... there is real work to be done that requires planning and preparation... and yet seeing this day as an ending also fills my head with calm reflection and a spirit of healing from a week of deadlines and time clocks... what this day will bring remains to be seen... may you find your ending filled with the beginning of all you choose to be and more importantly what you care to create...

The blank canvas is the vessel of new beginnings... the base is begun with a liquid... the fill is where the construct belongs... the flavors begin to embrace each other as seasons, things chopped, and sweat in the skillet... wrap themselves around your taste buds and sends your mind into flavor abyss...

This is it folks... let's get started...