#MorningMusing Going Out On A Limb

This morning while I stood at my back door sipping a cup of tea I watched a squirrel sit in our tree. The squirrel seemed to be awaking with the morning. It rubbed little saucer eyes and stretched where it had laid huddled in sleep for the night. It scuttled up a branch, tasted the fattening buds, and proceeded to the whole way to the very top it could be in the tree.

At that moment, I felt I had a lot in common with that squirrel. We are all just climbing a tree, and just like that squirrel I find myself still sitting at the base where the tree splits and extends in many different ways. We’ve all got a goal; we’ve got to get to the top.

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But at that serene moment, one of my kiddos screamed and another yelled “MOM!” A saw a flash of red go up the stairs and very unhappy child chasing after. I looked back at the split of the base of the tree.

Above on the hanging branch the squirrel sampled his new found fare. I sighed, put down my tea and trotted off to bring peace back to the house.

Life seems like a thousand branches: some thick, some thin, some snap at the slightest pressure. Whether we are hanging by a limb in our career, climbing to reach further or lounging between splits—our base continues to be our foundation.

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I don’t know about many of you, but my base is my family. And my branches have become my many passions in life. While I’m learning to prune them and rake away the dead leaves so I can make a greater impact.

Do me a favor. Don’t ever let anyone tell you that you can’t do more than one thing. If you feel your heart tugged in different directions, climb that branch and follow it to the end of the limb before you prune it. You never know what you might find budding at the tip of a twig.