Thinking good thoughts and doing good deeds for all the things I have received and continue to receive.

by being kind.

I began this day a bit glum and out of sorts but it’s been a really beautiful day both literally and metaphorically. I’m left with a sincere feeling of gratitude for what I do, the people in my life, my dog Alfie, and me. 🙂

in sunlight, with my dog and my husband.

there was sun. there isn’t now. there may be sun again. Either way, I am here now and have what I need. happy friday everybody!

I’ve learned that looking into my regrets is like looking into a mirror. I’m confronted with decisions I made, some without consideration and others that seemed so important at the time. I know now that all things are fluid. Things are never as bad as they appear and that we always have choice.

Sometimes, it is enough to be grateful. To accept the gifts I was given. To focus on what they allow me to do and share in this world. It is not always the easiest lesson but it’s a ray of sunshine through the clouds when I can let go of other emotions and embrace just one. Helps my journey towards learning humility as well.

exhaling and looking at something that brings me joy, whether it is my mini rock garden or the picture of my grandmother or even simply, a glass of water on my table.

this happened today! I found the balance in my mini rock garden!

keeping an open mind. being more gentle and flexible.

giving life. sharing joy. teaching me how to just be… there are too many reasons to list.

fear. insecurity. if I let go of that, freedom..

humility.

ahh… so many.. too many to count really. some of the first were probably A Wrinkle in Time, Where the Red Fern grows, Old Yeller, Phantom Tollbooth, just to name a few early ones. They taught me about beauty and relationships, and that imagination wherever you are or whatever you are going through, can always be unencumbered and free. I’ll always be grateful for that.

listening to someone. giving someone a hug, they don’t have to hug back, I usually just get an awkward pat on the back 😀

resilience. the will to go on. the will to choose. I think in that order 😉

Longing to me, is like the sweetness of an evocative feeling. It’s like when I am reading one of my favourite stories and I am transported to a place or I am seeing something through the eyes of one of my favourite characters and I long to be there. Longing gives me an extra dimension to my life that there is more than what is just presented before me.

there’s always time for a cuppa…

this fine winter’s day brings with it rain, a bit of wind. I’m grateful to be able to have the serenity to appreciate it and look at it (through my window from my cozy and warm apartment) with a smile and a bit of (whole lot of) wonder.

my dog. he has so much love. so much joy. and such honest passions. “this is my fire hydrant, I will pee on it. that is my tree, I will pee on it. I love you. I miss you.” :p