Most times when I think of the word unplugged, it reminds me of the "Unplugged" Acoustic series that used to be on MTV forever ago. Today this word (and it's counter - plugged in) are the focus of this weeks Sleeping with Bread.
Unplugged is how I feel when I get asked questions I can't answer and my energy fizzles, sizzles and zap -it's gone.
Unplugged is how I feel on certain financial questions or projects that need done. Help.
Unplugged is what happens when you realize there is more housework to do than is done. It makes me feel like renting a dumpster and start well... dumping.
Unplugged is what happens when I spend too much time chasing things I really don't need at all.
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Plugged in is the moment my hubby smiles at me in the was that says, "I love you." I love you too.
Plugged in is the moment I stand alone with my eyes closed, strum my guitar, and sing my heart out to G-d. Sometimes I'm not even sure what the song is, but I don't think G-d minds at all.
Plugged in is seeing joy and silliness on my daughter and son's faces. The real kind of joy that can't be bought.
Plugged in are moments like driving round in my car, full with youth kids laughing their heads off. I am laughing too.
Plugged in is knowing that my efforts to live and foster a healthy life will redeem results. Someday, I will even be able to see them on the scale. Keep moving one foot in front of the other.
Plugged in is knowing summer really and truly is almost here. No more frost please.
Plugged in is knowing that your bread and my bread will lift hearts and in transparency of word and thought - be real, show truth and make a difference.
Be bread.
Unplugged is how I feel when I get asked questions I can't answer and my energy fizzles, sizzles and zap -it's gone.
Unplugged is how I feel on certain financial questions or projects that need done. Help.
Unplugged is what happens when you realize there is more housework to do than is done. It makes me feel like renting a dumpster and start well... dumping.
Unplugged is what happens when I spend too much time chasing things I really don't need at all.
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Plugged in is the moment my hubby smiles at me in the was that says, "I love you." I love you too.
Plugged in is the moment I stand alone with my eyes closed, strum my guitar, and sing my heart out to G-d. Sometimes I'm not even sure what the song is, but I don't think G-d minds at all.
Plugged in is seeing joy and silliness on my daughter and son's faces. The real kind of joy that can't be bought.
Plugged in are moments like driving round in my car, full with youth kids laughing their heads off. I am laughing too.
Plugged in is knowing that my efforts to live and foster a healthy life will redeem results. Someday, I will even be able to see them on the scale. Keep moving one foot in front of the other.
Plugged in is knowing summer really and truly is almost here. No more frost please.
Plugged in is knowing that your bread and my bread will lift hearts and in transparency of word and thought - be real, show truth and make a difference.
Be bread.
Comments
And this evening--I'll do my bestest to BE the bread.
It's funny... my first thought would be that "unplugged" is the "good" option. The way you describe it, though, makes sense. LOTS of sense.
"Plugged in is knowing that your bread and my bread will lift hearts and in transparency of word and thought - be real, show truth and make a difference."
Amen to that. Thanks for the reminder; it makes it easier to push forward.