The Hardest Thing..

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When You Wish Someone Well.

It’s Clear They Wish You Evil.

Not Because of Wrong.

Not Because of Misdeeds.

But Because You Fought Hard for Your Happy.

And You Won.

xoxo I’m Happy You’re Happy

Martin Luther Had It Right…

We must learn to live together as brothers, or perish together as fools.

Whether a country Builds Walls or Disallows More Immigration, it doesn’t Change The Fact that we Share This Planet Together.  We are Neighbours even if there is a Ocean Separating Us.  In My Completely Uneducated but Heartfelt Opinion, to be Nationalistic and Alienating other races as Less than Worthy or Putting Our Needs above the needs of other countries may Seem Good in the Beginning. But we all Need Each Other.  It never works to Be Selfish.  Putting our Needs First and Not Considering the Needs and Comfort of Others Never Works.   One day we will have A Need.   Invariably It Happens.  We will need someone to Consider what we need.  Put Our Needs in their hearts and minds.  We can expect from others, how we have treated them.  We can expect Tariffs.  Fines.  Denial of Support.

Our Forefathers of Democracy Had it Right.  They wanted a Country where Differences are Tolerated.  Compassion and Benefit of the Doubt were Bestowed Liberally.

Some Would Say that makes Us Patsies.  Easily to Be Taken Advantage of.  But if you Believe in Light Dispelling Darkness.  And Good Trumps (Did I Use That Word?) Evil.  Then we Must Have Courage to Live it.  Make it An Action.

Hold Onto The Greater Good Mentality.  Tolerate.  Support.  Show Grace.  After all, this Country was Built on Christian Beliefs.  We Believe that there is One Judge.  And One Must be Accountable For Himself.  Live the Truth.  Let Others Live Their Truth.  And Trust Your Creator to Do What’s Needed To Sort Out the Rest.

Here’s to Democracy.  Here’s to Freedom

xoxo

Hierarchy of Hurts

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Some would say there’s a Hierarchy to Hurt.  Some Hurts are Greater than Others.

So They Say.

So Let’s see How Hurts Stack….

Murder is a Greater Hurt than Smouldering Resentment.

Adultery is a Greater Hurt than a Chronic Wandering Eye.

A Upper Cut to the Jaw a Greater Hurt than a Passively Stated Insult.

A Stab Wound is a Greater Hurt than Testimony Altering Slander.

Change Your Mind?

I Hope So….

I Love You

xoxo

One Sentence

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You have a run in your pantyhose.

Let me get the hair off your back.

You have something on your shirt.

Why does the smallest errant food particle…

A hair no longer attached to our head and now attached to our shirt…

A rogue thread in our tights…

Cause us to feel

Naked.

Exposed.

Less Than.

Asking for a Friend…
xoxo

There’s Something About Sunrise

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(The view from my bed this morning…)

There is something so soothing about the weight of my precious Labrador Charlie pressed against my body in bed in the morning. The morning sun lightening the dark navy sky to a soft yellow. Newly fallen snow covering the branches of my backyard foliage, creating a winter fairyland. My bed is so warm and comforting.

I gently push Charlie off me and plant my feet in my cozy slippers. My robe is thrown on haphazardly as I do my morning shuffle to the coffee maker. The incandescent light of my kitchen softly welcoming my sleepy body to a new dawn.

There’s a tickle in my tummy. Life is exciting these days. For no reason in particular. It’s really just winter. It’s really just Calgary, Alberta. It’s really just my little home in the middle of the city. It’s also Wednesday, after all.

But in my chest is a beating heart. The sun has come peeking in my window again. The possibilities are endless! The experiences so beautiful awaiting me today…! A smile from a child. Laughter with a coworker. Something yummy in my tummy. Beautiful snowfall. A day in peaceful Canada. With peace in my heart.

Here’s to a sunshiny day to all of you!

xoxo

Adding Value VS. Mattering

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We can Worry About Mattering.  Do we Matter to People?  Do they Care? Are we Important to them?

The Better Question is “Do you Bring Value?”  Because if you Do, You Will Matter.

We will Only Matter to Those who we Bring Value to.  And Value is Measured by one’s own Priorities and Inner Moral Compass.

So I could Matter for all the Wrong Reasons.  Depending on the Priorities of Another.

So My Concern is Not to Matter.  But to Add Value Based on My Moral Code and Noone Else’s.

So What do I Value?

Authenticity.  Kindness.  Joy.  Encouragement.  Love.  Listening Ears. Introspection. An Open Mind and Heart.

So with This List I Enter Life Each Day.

To Bring Value to Others.  In Turn, I will Matter to Those who Share the Same Values.

Thanks to all my Valuable Friends who Matter to Me.

xoxo

 

Heart Goals..

 

I sent this picture to a few of my favourite people.  I said, ” what I want my heart to look like”.  I found it SO interesting that that was my first thought when I looked at that picture.  So my next question was, “What is it that you see when you look at this picture?”  So from what I can see, here it is…

  • nothing is for show.  someone entered the kitchen and took a picture because the sun rays were beaming in.  the moment of stillness caught on film in a fraction of time.  the brita drink container in its useful ugliness wasn’t even put away for a better shot.
  • it’s not fancy.  nobody has tried to capture the perfection of pinterest in this kitchen. the drawers are melamine.  the fabric under the sink is from a discount booth at a Walmart. but, in my heart,  no “perfectly put together” and Italian marble could capture the essence of this kitchen.
  • all the things I love and matter to me are in this kitchen.  sun rays.  warmth.  love of nature. comfort.  sustenance.  humility.  beauty.  safety. functionality. ease. and most of all, AUTHENTICITY. there’s also a beautiful aged chandelier adding a touch of glamour to the room.

 

So Yes, I want my heart to look like this kitchen on a summers day.  The window is thrown open.  Cats bask on the window sill.  There’s onions ripening for a family dinner on the counter top.  The unpretentious  brita jug is in plain view.  There’s a touch of glamour in the chandelier adding a touch of celebration to its function. a little indescript clock is marking time.

There’s a chair waiting in the dining nook for you, my friend.

Let’s Share this life Together.

I love you all.

xoxo