"Go see the tiny ninjas" has become a shorthand phrase for me - and a reminder to show up!
At the 37 Days retreat, sweet Mary offered to lead a yoga session (early) Sunday morning. I planned on doing it, then when (early) Sunday came, I was feeling... well... maybe.... It *is* early, and I *am* an introvert, and I *could* use this time to read, or be alone. Plus, I'm not a regular yoga practicer and I was worried about looking silly! Then I heard in my head: Go see the tiny ninjas! Realized it wasn't that early, I could have my alone time on the drive home, and looking silly should be a requirement for living. I did yoga - and feel closer to Mary than I would have otherwise! It was lovely.
Last night, there was a fundraising "coffeehouse" at my church. We're partners with a church in Transylvania; we raise funds for whatever needs they might have, and people from each church have developed relationships together. I originally planned on going - but I was at home, it was getting chilly, I'd have to take the bus... then I remembered: Go see the tiny ninjas! So off I went. And was SO moved by a ten-year-old singing "World" (History Starts Now) I teared up, then couldn't stop crying, so I got a hug and iced tea from a woman I was just getting to know - and when we saw each other today, we were closer, just like that. I saw a 20-something woman sing a duet from "Don Giovanni" with a 70-something man - so convincingly beautiful, I wanted them to end up together! Showing up for life. Seeing the tiny ninjas. Not hiding behind my TV.
Tonight, I have a ticket to see Lisa Williams - and I was up a million times last night with a rumbly tummy, and I've felt not-so-well all day. I think it's nerves over meeting her! I've thought briefly of not going - I could probably sell the ticket. I'm not going with anyone else. I'll feel lonely. But - I'm going. Despite the nerves. I'm going to see the tiny ninjas. I'll be out there, alone and maybe a little lonely. But I'll be there. Me and the tiny ninjas.