…a good morning hello-
>Ride the wave.
Imagine going to a sporting event and the crowd starts doing the wave. Perhaps the announcer instigates the crowd or maybe just one fan stands up and throws his arms in the air and his neighbor joins in and his/her neighbor joins in. And before you know it the whole stadium is doing the wave. The wave circles around the arena like a swirl of pea soup in a big melting pot. The jersey one is wearing does not matter nor the color of their skin. We are not here to judge one. We are here to have fun. Do the wave. Sing the National Anthem. Enjoy the event.
Walking down the road, just minding your own business a bicycler approaches. Letting loose of the handlebars the bicycler raises a hand and waves. It is dangerous to ride a bike with one hand. What if they were to hit a pot hole. That could send them flying. Instead the bicycler kept on going like it was nothing.
Once at an inn on the southern end of the Black Forest there were a couple tourists. They were coming downstairs for breakfast when a fellow tenant exclaimed ‘moggin’ and then another and another. Before you know it everyone has greeted the latest patron that came down the stairs. Guess what happened next. Another tenant came down and it started all over again. With all the ‘moggin-moggins’ going around the place sounded like a chicken coup. There was one person who chose not to speak, but, they did wave.
Laying on the beach, a good rest is necessary. After building the most luxurious sand castle with a mote and flags one needs the rest. One also has to stand guard to prevent silly children from accidentally crashing into it. Absorbing sunlight and converting it to vitamin D is also necessary. Then calling from the beautiful beach house a wave from the spousal unit. What could she want? All I asked her to do was to wave when the high tide was coming in.