Ordinary and Not: Must we stimulate soul?

To fully live, is it necessary to stimulate soul?

...love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place...

Zora Neale Thurston

Eight months in Denver and I have officially turned in my POB key in Frisco. My address has been PO Box 1382 for 5 1/2 years. Though it's a small rectangular box, it was my home. Because there is no home delivery in Summit County, it is a social event to go to the post office. To have had a ZL license plate in the 80s and a POB in Summit County was a badge of honor.

I am grateful for my sister's home in Silverthorne. It is my 2nd home, my family home. I am here for four nights, and alone because they are in their heaven-world of rivers and rafting in Idaho and Montana. I sit here content and glance up to the beloved Rocky Mountains.

I am here for another wedding: two LGBT weddings in a row. Last weekend I was in Seattle for the wedding celebration of long-time friends (I met Emma when she was four at Cary Presbyterian in NC). Now a second celebration, I was pregnant with Kaylan while Anna was pregnant with Charles. Fantastic families, friends, and people. I am privileged to attend both gatherings.

Yellowstone Kathy and I visited in Avon/Beaver Creek as wekk. Kathy and I were hiking buddies in YNP. Great to see her and catch up on our kids, lives, and work... We both accumulate work in whatever fashion it comes. Elder care, pet care, childcare, asundry jobs since our "careers" ended with the demise of our marriages. We both like the colorful and unexpected ways our lives have unfolded.

More hikes. If I do not hike twice a week, I plummet. I cannot even explain it. Often I think I have no "happy hormones" unless I'm on trail. The 24 hours after a hike, I am high, literally HIGH. Guess it also means I need to add something else into my life...