The Justice Conference

My heart and soul are full.

My mind is spinning.

My daydreams are spiraling.
On the edge of my seat, ready to leap.
Yet carrying a backpack full of bricks, heavy laden for the broken, the oppressed, the voiceless.

I'm certain I just spent the best $135 dollars of my whole life. (But ohhhhhhh, the 'don't-even-have-words-for' tension I'm experiencing after spending even more than that just two days prior on my new iPhone.)

I just spent the last 2 days as a sponge.  Soaking up 28 hours in the presence of 8 friends, 4000 strangers from 40+ U.S. states and 20 countries, attending 13 sessions with as many of the 60 speakers as possible.  All under one roof at the The Justice Conference last weekend.

Here's hoping that my fingers will type what my heart is saying.