Stolen YouTube.

I stole this YouTube from another blog: Jam, friend to Lisa (The Knitter).

He had it on his blog and I watched it once… twice… two hundred times.

So now, you also are commanded to clink on the link and watch this video. Allow the catchy tune to get stuck in your head and the choreography will run through your brain like visions of sugar plums.

Feist: “1-2-3-4″

More share time.

Agh!

Agh!

Hurray!

Boo-hoo-hoo.

Hurray!

Agh.

Hurray!

- Short summary of the WMF Board Meeting.

Questioners/Questionnaires.

I love people who can ask good questions. Wow, they are wonderful! I just had two great conversations, so flawless that I am inspired to write on this ole thang.

As Americans we struggle to connect with each other, we are distant and ruggedly individualistic. Yet, when we do take time to sit down to have a conversation it seems rare that you find people who can ask questions. Often if you know how to ask questions and do ask them, people will just talk… and talk… and talk. Once I learned how to ask questions I forgot how to answer them, or how to initiate any information without very specific questions. Now I am relearning how to talk about myself and my heart. It takes an assumption that someone cares, and also takes a decision to move to vulnerability. I struggle with that because I’d rather be in the position of listening and directing the conversation that way.

This Good Friday I heard a wonderful homily about what Jesus taught us about being fully human, having the freedom to tell the truth, the freedom to die uncomfortably for a purpose, and the courage to sacrifice self for someone else. That is the work of relationships, I think… sacrificing, especially when talking to people and really, truly listening to them. Active listening is such an art and a sport, it takes muscles, I surely always need to practice.

Omaha, here we come…