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Soul food feast: A Hump Day Hmm for July 2, 2008

For the Hump Day Hmm this week, what do you do to feed your soul? What renews you? How does that fit in with the cultural protocol?

Write about it, link that post back to here, and add your link to the list below.

Old or new, all posts welcome...as long as they are on topic. (Not to be mean but definitely enforcing this boundary, I will delete links not related to the Hump Day Hmm and spammers, review the policy on the right sidebar.)

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le35 said…
Have you been having trouble with people linking up without being on topic lately? Thanks for hosting this Julie. I look forward to it every week.
July 2, 2008 at 8:58 AM
le35 said…
After reading your comment on Robert's blog, it left me with this thought that is really new for me. I already left it on Robert's blog, but I'm going to repost it here for you because it's really interesting to me.

I think that for some people, the things that rejuvenate them are the things that zap energy from other people. Also, some people are so energetic that "the calm before the storm" is not happy. Instead, they don't feel productive. I think renewing and feeding one's soul can be defined differently for different people as well.
July 2, 2008 at 4:23 PM
Anonymous said…
No time to read more, but needed to add something from me....
July 3, 2008 at 11:38 AM
Mad said…
No need to write post. I can answer it in a word. SOLITUDE. Too bad I haven't had any in three and a half years.
July 3, 2008 at 1:06 PM
Christine said…
i might have something from last year ( i have no brain power to write a new post!).
July 3, 2008 at 2:22 PM
Christine said…
ok- just posted an oldie but goodie. . .
July 3, 2008 at 2:31 PM
Anonymous said…
Julie - I don't know how to link my post to your original story, so I will just toss it in a comment here:

Photography: food for the soul, feast for the eyes

~EdT.
July 6, 2008 at 7:52 AM
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