Nooga...

Following my thoughts of yesterday, after dropping the kids at their incredible school,  I listen to Steve Angello's live performance of Rejoice at TomorrowLand....the words, the meaning, the energy, the music....5 minutes of pure truth.  Change my mind.  I will rejoice.  

I have 30 minutes to spare so I grab a coffee at Revelator Coffee Company on Frasier Ave....and as most things in Chattanooga are....it is authentic.   My perfectly prepared cappuccino appears with a beautiful white heart in the center and a warm hug buried in its foam.   Ear buds and a walk over the bridge are in order.   I make my way and immediately see golden feet in the sidewalk showing dance steps...of course ....always dance.   I notice little hints of authenticity and energy tucked in every crevice of this absorbing town.   

I walk across the footbridge, chatting with Pat about the holidays, admiring the gifts this city has placed below and around me....    The rivers, lakes, mountains, streets, shops....they all have a signature with them.   An original feeling that is unique to here.   

Strolling down chalk alley, admiring the artwork, I start snapping pictures of the autographs of Chattanooga....   Stories are everywhere if you want to see them....   Watching the man raise the flag in Coolidge Park...  Seeing the carousel stand idle waiting for today's children to come play...    The bricks lined with memorials, names, thoughts....   Two pair of new socks purposely laid on a park bench, kindly waiting for someone that needs them....    The circle of stone animal fountains waiting to make a wish come true....   A security man smiles and waves...  A sign for free Nooga-Wifi hangs on the wall....   Each store originally and appropriately decorated with feeling and detail, by people that are passionate about what they do....

I start to think what could be out there that I want to do....really WANT to do.... that I could decorate with my feelings and my details....  That I could find success because I found joy and passion and adventure that is mine.   That would bring an opportunity for memories, moments and quality time with the girls and my true friends....

I smile as I realize my hands are completely numb, lost in the story and appreciate so much what this town does... it speaks from all angles with a lot to say...