On December third, I came home with a headache.
I sat down to write and found I had no energy to relive the day or to ponder the frustrations that might come up later.
So instead I wrote a list.
“What I Love”
Fresh snow at the beginning of winter
Thin, translucent ice spreading across a pond
Cardinals, chickadees, squirrels
Nobee and Pebble, and their excited, wagging tails when we see each other
The smell of woodsmoke on a cold crisp day
Winter skies, night skies
Milking goats by hand
The satisfied snorts of pigs as they eat
Mountain tops and emerging from treed trails onto a rocky peak
Skinny-dipping in lakes
Saunas in the winter
The quiet of a snow covered field in late afternoon
The excitement of young creatures
When I finished my list, I sat for a moment, and then continued:
There is so much in this world to celebrate. May I see this; may I recognize these things; may my heart be lifted and my lips flutter into a smile. Not everything has to be big. May I find contentment in the small pieces of life and see each moment as alive, and may I know there is always a choice to be happy. I am a being of love. May I always live with this knowing.
So today, I share with you these things I love. May you see what you love also.