In the Moment

Sitting here this morning, I’m rethinking the timing of my last post. I thought it would be more efficient to write the post before bed and schedule it to post after midnight. Writing is not about efficiency for me.

Posting everyday this month is challenging, but what I think is my biggest challenge. I gave myself this challenge as a little push before the New Year. Here’s something I know. If I don’t enjoy it or feel I’m not giving it my best, I won’t continue.

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This is today and I’m in the moment.

That is when I enjoy writing the most.

Forgive me for reverting my earlier post to a draft. There’s more to be said about the day of the tattoo. I have yet to write about our matching tattoo’s and that happened in October.

That is the main thing I’ve learned this month. I’m an ‘in the moment’ writer and cannot schedule my postings. I was hoping to find a flow where I post the same time each day, but that hasn’t happened. Moments are not scheduled and that’s what I love to share. I’m sticking to once a day to keep us both, in the moment.

These 3 Things

The year of lessons learned. Learning is not always enjoyable, but it’s necessary for the next part of the journey. I’ve let go of things that had heart strings ingrained. There’s been many a fork in the road and I don’t normally take the easy path. Let’s just say I took side roads.

If we can wrap our hearts and mind around the first two, number three happens naturally. The kicker is….it’s not immediately seen. The ‘reason’ will eventually show up, if we have faith.

Believing there’s goodness in the unseen.

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Find comfort my darlings in these three things.

To Stay Stopped

I had a surprise visit from a neighbor.

I was vacuuming up dog hair and didn’t hear the knock on the door at first. I opened it to find my friend and her young son standing on the porch. Her little boy was holding a giant chocolate bar. He raised it up toward me as if to say, “For Barb.”

I love that my friend is teaching her son to give females chocolate at a young age. He’ll be thankful for that later on.

I posted this on Letitgocoach Facebook page this morning and have already changed my mind about it.

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We are called to love on people.

It’s good to show them everyday, but I recently started spending time with this little boy. When I see him, I lift him up in my arms and love on him. Just holding him and listening to him talk, shows him Barb loves him.

Eventually, he wiggles out of my arms and goes to his Mom because she has always been there for him. It’s not the amount of love we give someone, it’s just that we give. Similar to other things in life, once we stop, it’s easier to stay stopped.

Because It’s Fun

Life is supposed to be fun.

It took years for me to realize this and the only thing that kept it from being fun was me.

Someone said they appreciated my optimism. I forgot there is a word that describes my outlook. Optimistic. It goes far beyond that my darling. I see everything in a positive light. When something negative occurs, I wait for the positive outcome, because it always comes.

As long as I let it be and don’t try to fix it.

I want to spend this last month of the year feeling all of the accumulated happiness of 2019. It wants to be released and enjoyed.

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I made a giant ball of yarn for under the tree.

My daughter loves it. It began with a picture on Pinterest, as so many fun things do! The Christmas tree had Vintage toys around it. This ball is for a cat, but I figured out how to make it. (We don’t own a cat) It softens the seriousness of life and makes us laugh.

Life isn’t as serious as the mind makes it out to be.

Make yourself laugh.

Spend time with those who make you feel loved.

Because it’s fun.

Drink the Glitter

“There’s so much glitter”, she said.

“I’ll take that one”, was my response.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll just drink the glitter!”

This is a normal conversation between my daughter and me. This is also the second time this week she’s made a cup of tea, only to find glitter floating in it. The glitter is from the garland hanging across the coffee bar. A sprinkling landed in the cups.

I’m still pondering why that’s a bad thing.

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The tree went up before Thanksgiving.

We bought one the day they were delivered to the store. This one fits the house instead of overtaking the house. The tree stands quietly in the corner of the den offering additional warmth and sparkle to our lives. A small tree in a small house is more inviting than a giant tree in a small house.

My daughter researched how to flock a tree and good ol’ Amazon helped. She did a fabulous job with it and now we have enough flocking left over for 10 more trees! I believe she wants to flock our wreath next. We give ourselves permission to sprinkle some extra goodness into our life.

But you don’t have to drink the glitter.

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Surprise Yourself

It’s been a little over a week since my Blogging everyday began. The idea surfaced during Thanksgiving holiday. From there it hovered around the back of my mind until the idea became something I really wanted to do.

Listening to Lewis Capaldi inspired me.

When I found his version of It’s the Climb, that song fueled the idea. When we have an idea, or feel led toward an accomplishment, it’s not the end result for me. It’s when the idea turns into a solid decision and it moves you.

Show me a decision and I’ll show you a direction.

There have been surprises along the way as with any journey. It hasn’t been easy and I wanted to re-evaluate this idea after day three. I don’t wish to become a daily Blogger, so I had to kick that mindset to the curb and simply enjoy the daily activity of it.

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The Fire Pit

To step outside and smell a fireplace going or a wood pile being burned. It’s a cozy smell this time of year.

In the post, Be at Home it was mentioned our house doesn’t have a fireplace, so I bought an electric one. That’s a wonderful option for inside, but it doesn’t have that real fire smell.

It was time to fix that.

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I had visions of sitting around a fire pit with my daughter. Her boyfriend lives in England, but he’s coming here for Christmas. I could see them sitting there in quiet moments of togetherness. Maybe a neighbor would be taking a walk and stop to get warm. The possibilities are endless.

I walked outside and took the lid off the pit.

My daughter came out and helped build the fire. We grabbed our cups of tea and part of my vision came to fruition. We sat by the fire and solved all the worlds problems. We discussed Christmas presents for her boyfriend and for one another. Some of the time we talked and some we just sat.

It’s important to be able to just sit in each other’s company. To enjoy the moment for what it is.

A neighbor walked over to say ‘hello’ and gave an inquisitive glance at the blazing fire. Maybe it’s odd to build one midday. When it was time for my daughter to get ready for her evening plans, she paused and said, “Today was so nice.”

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It was a moment.

I’m covered in ash and smell like smoke.

Stepping outside to make sure the fire was out in the pit, I smelled that familiar smell. This time my darling, I knew where it originated. The fire was out but the memories were still aflame. They began today around the fire pit.