5 a.m.

It's Friday morning...
Early.
Too early for me to be up.
But here I am.
Thinking about this guy.

He is quite the WILD man.

A prince growing by the day...

Deeper.

Once very much afraid...

Now... a learner of courage and swords.

He walks in FREEDOM...

He also dances in it...

Bent towards the WILD...

We do not redirect.

Instead we call forth...

The footloose...

The fancy free.

This little fella...

Well...

Quite frankly...

He changes the atmosphere.

A dreamer...

Joy-giver...

A lover...

A learner...

A seer...

An artist..

A royal prince...

A sacred friend...

And of course...

A dancer-alive...

Most days you can find this little guy celebrating the small things in life...

Like...

Keeping his underwear dry all night...

Licorice dates...

Books...

Staying up...

Dancing...

Bikes...

Swords...

Juice boxes...

Art work...

Angels...

Chewies...

Family...

Chocolate...

And...

Remembering...

Oh... He is ALWAYS ALWAYS remembering...

Often you will find him...

Thinking about his brothers...

Like on this day...

When my heart captured him enjoying a popsicle...

Alone... smack in the middle of his brothers trees.

He stirs remembering in my spirit...

Even at 5 a.m.

SO very thankful for all the learning I get to do on Ridgegate.

Now...

Heading back to bed...

Class starts early around these parts...

I'll have a lot of dancing to do LATER today.