Simple …but Spectacular !

Dear Reader:

I happened upon that phrase yesterday while reading a summer novel…” Simple … But Spectacular!” I loved it. It started me reminiscing about how accurate this phrase is.

Nothing has brightened my spirits this week as much as seeing my first morning glory bloom and hearing positive feedback on some family member undergoing challenging times. Special revelations, not only touch our hearts, but truly make mine soar … like those shooting stars.

And speaking of… all cultures from the ancients to present day…have come up with different explanations and symbolisms behind the appearance of shooting stars.

Most of my star stories have come down from family… adults, cousins, grandparents, aunts and uncles, camp counselors and even cabin mates. Everyone grows up hearing different explanations … most frequently from their own childhoods.

Mine were as expansive and extensive…as the falling stars themselves… they were spirits crossing the universe heading home, family members gone before us sending a wink… at Christmas falling stars are these same loved ones checking our home decorations! But one explanation I especially like is the direct correlation between us discovering our life-long dream and pursuing it! A celebratory shooting star!

The last two days have been filled with surprises… even more happening after my post on surprises Thursday. Honey sent a ” surcie” that arrived yesterday… a sofa pillow that I love and just adds to my Happy Room.

… and guess what… the light returned again… shining through my sheer curtain on the side den door!

**Such a wonderful mysterious glow of light-**

I ventured out again… determined to track down the source… the aluminum ladder is out… the light source is coming clear across another backyard property. Of course when I planned to check it out yesterday… this windy thunderstorm popped up after I left for the store… by the time I left the store the wind was so strong… it blew my newly purchased air filter right out of my cart… ( looked like a scene out of Mary Poppins.)

Two men and a woman started chasing it down for me all over the Publix parking lot… a torrential downpour started ( simultaneously) that finally brought it down low enough for the men to catch – we were all drenched… but laughing.. these incidents restore our faith in brotherly love… doesn’t it? Simple but Spectacular!

And last surprise! For a few weeks now I have noticed that the number of hits on Chapelofhopestories.com has been increasing faster than normally… it was getting close to a big benchmark number in my small little corner of the writing world: Drum Roll:

**I wish I could trade all the numbers in for a personal exchange** **with the people behind the number- especially you faithful followers!**

So until tomorrow…

Today is my favorite day-Winnie the Pooh

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”

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