The spark

Sometimes the world weighs so heavily on your shoulder, you lose the spark.

The spark, as I call it, is the degree of creativity that allows you to see the exceptional in the ordinary, to celebrate and observe life as it is.

After a seminar today where the facilitator lit a veritable fire under my bee-hind, I came home to the spark.

How ordinary is it to walk into your house, and have your dogs at the door, waving their tails in a joyous salute to your arrival?

How exceptional is it that anything or anybody would be so totally filled with joy at the sight of you?