If you ask my mom about my activity level, she would say that I'm always on the move. Even as a little girl, I couldn't sit still. I'm amazed to think that I would sit so contentedly in those wooden college seats listening with all my being to my literature professors. Even though I sat quietly, I felt my mind loving the constant journey of ideas in all those great works. I'll never worry that there is no rest stop in that journey. A new image or a new idea is always ready for those who want to chase it, harness it, and digest it.
Movement fascinates me. I'm starting to realize how I look for movement in all the things that I enjoy. When I watch a beautifully choreographed dance, I feel my soul lift. When I get caught up in the movement of brushstrokes on a "breathing" canvas, I feel doors within open. When I run through the yard with my children laughing, I feel my heart do cartwheels.
The more I move, physically, intellectually, and emotionally, I find treasures of peace and jolts of excitement.
Here I am, Energizer Kelly. Mom, I still run around, but now I found out why.
Keep on moving. Keep that engine going. You're fueled up and ready to go.
(P.S. The karaoke vlog (scary) is coming soon. Hopefully, you'll all still follow me after that spectacle. Time for me to move my derriere out of this chair and find that swimsuit. A pool party is calling my name. I promise not to sing there. My kids would probably dunk me quickly after that performance.)