Thursday, March 30, 2017
Conversations over the years, I ask, who are you, really? A typical response is their title - bank president, manager, caretaker, etc.
My next question posed, if that was removed, who are you, really?
The responses vary... as we look outside of ourselves to identify with who we are, our inner self beckons attention, this becomes the driving force to our addictions.
Without the titles, addictions and mass collections of thoughts and things we identify with... who are you, really?
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
The winter's dormant season has passed; spring is here, yet a short spell of cold weather, here and there. Being eager to plant a garden... some will say nature is fickle as we're teased with sunshine and warmer weather. Yes, to plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.
Tuesday, March 14, 2017
Monday, March 13, 2017
Sunday, March 12, 2017
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Thursday, March 9, 2017
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
A voice of experience speaks with a smile and twinkling eyes, grandchildren allow us adults permission to play, act silly, to 'be a kid'... we join (or lead the way) having a good time. Who would guess learning could be so fun.
(Seriously) they are good teachers.
Tuesday, March 7, 2017
We plant and we harvest; the outcomes - we like and dislike. When we do our best and it's unsuccessful, the tendency is to negate the experience and ourselves.
As long as blame fills our thoughts, the insights to improve are nonexistent.
What we plant today, will be harvested later.
Monday, March 6, 2017
Cabin fever, ongoing snow and cold temperatures affect many, including me. Thinking to myself how easy it is to allow these conditions to overshadow my mood, the quality of my day and possibly affect others. Time to shift.
The elements are beyond my control though my response to them, isn't. Running a list of options through my mind, some are not applicable at this time (moving to PHX) or painting/ creative (I'm working), there are several I can put into effect immediately, such as.. reading "You are my sunshine..." as this conjures a warm feeling and fond memory of my youngest daughter and her youngest as a newborn; perhaps listening to music, a walk or a few minutes of exercise and or writing a gratitude list.
Simply put, I am my sunshine, I can make me happy...💫
Sunday, March 5, 2017
Too busy to pay attention, perhaps too unnerving to take time to slow down and truly engage, especially with self.
Our aim is to reach our goals, bigger, better and more.
Life takes a much deeper feeling when we get 'that call' - when we learn someone close is in the transition of passing.
Mortality's message reminds us "All we have is right now". 💫