I made jerk chicken tonight with rice, beans and coleslaw. It was so beautiful to have someone to appreciate my cooking and to eat al fresco with the dog and cat amongst the flowers.
This evening
there is beauty
in my weary body
that begs for bed . . .
it was a long haul today
between an hour’s walk at the gym with a friend
and errands all over town.
I say there is beauty in my body
because the aches and pains
tell me I’m still alive,
and under the skin,
deep in my bones and muscles
and sinews and tendons
there are cells regenerating
and restoring themselves
for another day.
Gardening all week
doesn’t use the same body parts
that grocery shopping does.
Today,
pushing my cart around the stores and shops
was the only way I was able to stay on my feet.
At home when I’m working
I can give myself a rest
when something begins to pain me–
not so
out in the world of people
and cars and carts and busyness.
Right now
my body is saying,
‘please rest’,
but tomorrow
it will be saying,
‘thankyou.’
I see this reaction
as a beautiful dance
between balance and obligation. ♥
Yes, dear Sparrow, our form most definitely speaks to our essence. I actually do not mind a pimple now and then. Reminds me that my form is not drying/shriveling out to fast!
A bright sunny summer morning, my cup of coffee, Roman my cat, looking at me as I am at my desk doing my morning Grateful Living Practice (Word for the Day and Reflection), and this.
About one block in on my morning walk, I realized that the bully voice in my head was intimidating my fearful little girl. I had read today’s quote and question before I embarked on my walk so I paused and brought myself into the present moment. I looked down at the pavement and realized how everyone and everything just wants to live and grow. I saw beauty in the grass and the weeds that were growing in the cracks in the pavement. I thought about their determination to find the sun. Then I looked up and saw the sun doing it’s best to shine through the clouds and morning fog. I even gave thanks for the clouds and the fog that was making it cooler for my morning walk as it is suppose to be down right hot later today. I came home renewed with neither the bully talking or the little girl crying. My mind was calm. As Tony Morrison says, “At some point in life, the world’s beauty becomes enough.”
This morning
beauty pulled you back into gratitude,
dear Carol Ann,
from what could have been
a dark and depressing walk.
You are right . . .
Toni Morrison was right . . .
“at some point in life, the world’s beauty becomes enough.”
It was enough for you
this morning. ♥
Namaste
As I sit here, the low angle morning light coming through the window is special and appreciated.
The morning fog, slowly burning off. The birds starting their day. Hummingbirds chasing each other around.
And of course, the cat in my lap. She is extraordinary is so many ways. She demands my undivided attention. I put down my phone and just spend some time petting her and giving her scratches. As a thank you, she licks my hand and sheds all over me and leaves. 😁
A summer break that is full of joy is over. I had a trip to Vietnam to visit my family. A trip to Japan where I learned about a new culture, and I just arrived home last night from California after a performance for a non-profit charity. It was an amazing summer. Now, I’m ready for a new school year filled with the beauty of knowledge and curiosity. I’m so excited for my new volunteer jobs.
I live 2 blocks from Lake Michigan and have easy access to miles and miles of coastline, rivers, and inland lakes. Yet, I am more often drawn to the woods/forests which surround me as well. I feel something deep inside that tells me to acknowledge these waters more intentionally.🙏
The beauty of being alive, right here, right now.
The beauty of the sun starting to rise, and the orangey-pink sky in the east.
The beauty of life flowing to the rhythm of the universe. I like living in this flow 🌊
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The rain and wind coming and going and coming again in Manhattan tonight.
I made jerk chicken tonight with rice, beans and coleslaw. It was so beautiful to have someone to appreciate my cooking and to eat al fresco with the dog and cat amongst the flowers.
Beautiful, Louise. 🌺
I saw a beautiful sunset off my deck last night. Lots of pink in the sky. My friend Nan used to say ” God’s Art” 🌅
Such a canvas at that!
This evening
there is beauty
in my weary body
that begs for bed . . .
it was a long haul today
between an hour’s walk at the gym with a friend
and errands all over town.
I say there is beauty in my body
because the aches and pains
tell me I’m still alive,
and under the skin,
deep in my bones and muscles
and sinews and tendons
there are cells regenerating
and restoring themselves
for another day.
Gardening all week
doesn’t use the same body parts
that grocery shopping does.
Today,
pushing my cart around the stores and shops
was the only way I was able to stay on my feet.
At home when I’m working
I can give myself a rest
when something begins to pain me–
not so
out in the world of people
and cars and carts and busyness.
Right now
my body is saying,
‘please rest’,
but tomorrow
it will be saying,
‘thankyou.’
I see this reaction
as a beautiful dance
between balance and obligation. ♥
The body is always grateful for rest!
Indeed,
dear SunnyPatti,
and rest
is beautiful. ♥
Yes, dear Sparrow, our form most definitely speaks to our essence. I actually do not mind a pimple now and then. Reminds me that my form is not drying/shriveling out to fast!
🙂
A bright sunny summer morning, my cup of coffee, Roman my cat, looking at me as I am at my desk doing my morning Grateful Living Practice (Word for the Day and Reflection), and this.
About one block in on my morning walk, I realized that the bully voice in my head was intimidating my fearful little girl. I had read today’s quote and question before I embarked on my walk so I paused and brought myself into the present moment. I looked down at the pavement and realized how everyone and everything just wants to live and grow. I saw beauty in the grass and the weeds that were growing in the cracks in the pavement. I thought about their determination to find the sun. Then I looked up and saw the sun doing it’s best to shine through the clouds and morning fog. I even gave thanks for the clouds and the fog that was making it cooler for my morning walk as it is suppose to be down right hot later today. I came home renewed with neither the bully talking or the little girl crying. My mind was calm. As Tony Morrison says, “At some point in life, the world’s beauty becomes enough.”
A very commendable turn around.
I whole heartedly agree Carol Ann.
This morning
beauty pulled you back into gratitude,
dear Carol Ann,
from what could have been
a dark and depressing walk.
You are right . . .
Toni Morrison was right . . .
“at some point in life, the world’s beauty becomes enough.”
It was enough for you
this morning. ♥
Namaste
Wow, Carol. Congrats!
As I sit here, the low angle morning light coming through the window is special and appreciated.
The morning fog, slowly burning off. The birds starting their day. Hummingbirds chasing each other around.
And of course, the cat in my lap. She is extraordinary is so many ways. She demands my undivided attention. I put down my phone and just spend some time petting her and giving her scratches. As a thank you, she licks my hand and sheds all over me and leaves. 😁
😆
🤣
Love your cat,
dear Charlie . . .
I have one
who shows me her love
the very same way. =^..^=
I’m alive. I’m breathing.
💜
Truth and Beauty
all in one picture,
dear ladies . . . 🙂
Truth!
A summer break that is full of joy is over. I had a trip to Vietnam to visit my family. A trip to Japan where I learned about a new culture, and I just arrived home last night from California after a performance for a non-profit charity. It was an amazing summer. Now, I’m ready for a new school year filled with the beauty of knowledge and curiosity. I’m so excited for my new volunteer jobs.
I feel your excitement and it is beautiful!
My Ngoc, those summer breaks go by fast.
This month has been cool. It’s easy to go walking outside.
Reiterating how touched I was by friend at church offering me $$ because I have unexpected expenses. I will thank her again Sunday.
I live 2 blocks from Lake Michigan and have easy access to miles and miles of coastline, rivers, and inland lakes. Yet, I am more often drawn to the woods/forests which surround me as well. I feel something deep inside that tells me to acknowledge these waters more intentionally.🙏
As Joseph often says, “Agua de Vida.” Hope I spelled that right!
Agua es Vida
The beauty of being alive, right here, right now.
The beauty of the sun starting to rise, and the orangey-pink sky in the east.
The beauty of life flowing to the rhythm of the universe. I like living in this flow 🌊
Space, stillness of the early dawn.
Peace, Love & Light.
I had changed my desktop background to a beautiful Costa Rican waterfall (had changed it bc of my girls trip there)
https://nationaltoday.com/national-bacon-lovers-day/
https://nationaltoday.com/national-chocolate-pecan-pie-day/
Costa Rica
is a beautiful country,
dear Michele,
no? ♥
I love pecan pie–
never had it with chocolate before.
me either, it sounds so delicious – def need to try it one day.
Chocolate pecan pie is so delicious!