For those of you who do not know Tracey, she is a practitioner of Chinese medicine, an acupuncturist, and a keen observer of human nature. Thankfully, she is a kind Christian and does not judge all of us that she “observes.” OK, at lunch today (a very expensive lunch that should not have been so expensive….we’re trying to forget about that…) she was explaining why each of us has a strength in a certain element. The five elements are water, wood, fire, earth, metal. Tracey and Skye are primarily earth, I am primarily metal, and we’re trying to figure Caroline out. She could be fire or wood. So Tracey explained that if we could see how each of us dances, then that would tell alot about us… so Skye put on Ludacris and Lil Jon and everyone is dancing around the apartment! The fact that I am sitting down and watching proves that I am metal; Caroline seems to be fire (everything’s up and down); Skye flows all over the room (she’s secondary water) and Tracey’s hips are going! Earth is circular and she looks like she’s had hula lessons! This is hilarious! (no photos allowed.)
Blessing from a stranger:After a lively chat with some older expat Brits before dinner last night, the Scottish woman (ex-Miss British Airways) said to the girls, "May the world be a kind and generous place for you both, full of wonderful surprises, and may you find happiness wherever you go."
New Quote of the DayTracey to Beth: "Do you want to go to church tomorrow?" Beth: "No, I can't go to church. I don't speak Spanish." Tracey, laughing: "Oh, I didn't know the Holy Spirit was limited to Spanish!"
The Great OceanSi de tus dones y de tus destrucciones, Océano, a mis manos pudiera destinar una medida, una fruta, un fermento, escogería tu resposo distante, las líneas de tu acero, tu extensión vigilada por el aire y la noche, y la energía de tu idioma blanco que destroza y derriba sus columnas en su propia pureza demolida. If of your gifts and your destructions, Ocean, into my hands you could deliver one part, one fruit, one ferment, I would choose your remote repose, your lines of steel, your vastness watched over by the air and night, and the energy of your white language smashing and overturning its own columns in its purifying acts of demolition. Pablo Neruda
Quote of the Day:"Dominate!" This was the mantra of the bike tour. If we weren't bold on the streets of Paris on our goofy-looking bikes, we were going to fall apart as a group. "So just tell those taxis and motorbikes, "No, no, no!" and shake your finger at them as you cut them off and dominate the roadways." I was a little skeptical.... but it worked.
PrayerLife is short, and we do not have much time to gladden the hearts of those who travel with us. So be swift to love, make haste to be kind, and may God who is beyond our ability to truly know, but who made us, and who loves us, and who travels with us, bless us and keep us in peace.