Another day

I heard the term ordinary the other day. One's life becoming ordinary.

I guess we all need balance with ordinary and extraordinary.

Both of these still have the same root though. The ordinary blossoms into the extraordinary and sometimes explodes when you least expect it. Common is the same root.

Common.  I like that.  We are all more common-"shared by all" is the dictionary definition.

Wow.  That means we share so much!

And you thought ordinary was a bad thing.  If we all share what we are thinking about maybe we could all see that our strife is shared, our burdens are shared, our sadness is shared.  Then that also means our Joy is shared, our happiness is shared, our victory is shared.

I tend to share alot of Joy because I find Joy is most things, especially these days where clarity is so close.

You are Loved.  :-)