Criss-Cross'll Make Ya Jump Jump!

Saturday, April 14th is

Reach as High as You Can Day.

This is a holiday I can get into, and probably a lot more fun than Ex-Spouse Day also "celebrated" today.





So if you want to get all New Age, we can talk about the "Reaching High" being the stretching for your dreams and attaining your lofty goals, those goals that you once thought unattainable.

For those interested in healthier living, the "Reaching High" could be described as that stretch that perfectly aligns the body and thereby the soul.

For those who are more spiritually inclined, the "Reaching High" could possibly be man's (or woman's) yearning for God and the extending of your spiritual mynd to truly reach out to Him.

For the more pragmatic, "Reaching High" means getting the crapola off the very top of the kitchen cabinets, perhaps to donate Aunt Mabel's unused punch bowl to those less fortunate...or selling it for cash. It could also mean cleaning out the cobwebs and I'm not being figurative there.

I like to think of "Reaching High" as more fun and literal activity akin to when we were kids and we used to settle in under a light in the kitchen and looking up, spin around as fast as we could. Alas, that is a game for the young at heart and of body...since I just had to calm my stomach to avoid a dinner "reveal" of epic and technicolor proportions.

Do you remember jumping?

I remember jumping in puddles.  I remember jumping off a moving swing set. I remember jumping up on curbs and then back off. I remember jumping over fences. I've jumped into a pool, sometimes into the waiting arms of my parents. I've jumped from rock to rock to cross a stream. Someday, I hope to jump out of a perfectly good airplane.





The key to a good jump is two-fold:

1. Sell out to the jump. There is no half-jump. You wanna get hurt? Try half-jumping over a fence! Half-jumping off a swing set is a sure fire way to get kicked in the back of the head by the kid on the swing next to you.
2. Hands Up! Nothing says jump like getting your hands involved. Your arms and hands are the bands pulling you higher as you leap.

Watch a kid jump, there is no greater joy and no greater determination. Kids have no idea how to half-heartedly jump nor do they feel embarrassed about jumping. Even the folks in the clubs who are jumping manage to at least get one lame unmoving hand in the air.

Close your eyes and try to jump, unless you get vertigo or something that makes it dangerous.

I've made my goal of jumping towards Heaven as many times as I can in 60 seconds three times a day. This New Age-Spiritual-Athleticism is going to help me clear the literal and figurative cobwebs in my life.


In the spirit of two hands up, WilyGuy, your Master Mynd is doing a giveaway! As many of you know, part of the reason that I began writing this blog was due to reading some tremendously funny bloggers. One of those bloggers is Jenny Lawson, otherwise known as The Bloggess. I am all about showing love and respect to those that inspire me.

Recently, Jenny had her first book published and it is due to be released on April 17th. I will be giving away a Kindle Edition version of the book to be purchased and sent to your email address on the 17th!

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Not doing it, in the immortal words of Criss (or was it Cross) would be

"Wiggity, Wiggity, Wiggity, Whack!"