My daughter left me a note of advice.
Reading this part makes me feel like I did something right. How many 19-year-old’s say this?
“Take this time while I’m gone to do things that fill you up and make your heart smile.”
This morning, I woke up feeling guilty about recent purchases. Does that ever happen to you?
I’m over it now because without even realizing it, I took her advice and acted on it.
As you see in A Doggo’s Life, our doggo’s are sharing a dog bed. I wanted our new puppo to have her own bed, so went in search of the perfect dog bed. In my mind I pictured exactly what it should look like, but 4 stores later didn’t result in that bed.
That was my mind, but what did my heart say?
Back before Thanksgiving, my daughter and I were in a store where everything is pretty, but reasonably priced. I saw a rug that made my heart smile. My daughter saw my face light up, but she also knew we were setting aside all extra money for England.
Guess what? She’s in England and I still have money. Glory to God!
Yesterday, I went back to that store see if the rug was still there. It had been months, so what were the odds? Would it be on sale after Christmas?
It was in the rug bin along with one other rug.
It wasn’t on sale, but I had a price in mind that I was willing to pay. I found a sales lady, and inquired about the price of the rug. Full price was too much, but I’d walk out of there with it if she took $50 off.
The sales lady found an online coupon she could apply to meet my price! Then it became confusing.
She asked, “Is that the color you want? We have another one in the back that’s grey.”
The rug standing in the bin is a light color, which I gravitate toward, and it has pale gold shimmers running through it, but my daughter loves grey!
They grey one was equally pretty, and I knew my daughter would love it. What did I do? Like any good Mother, I loaded the grey one in my truck.
Score one for the mind.
I sat in front of the store staring at the rug laying across the backseat. The sales lady told me if it wasn’t right, to bring it back and get the other one, but I wanted to know in my heart what to do.
I found myself walking back into the store swapping the grey for the one I wanted. I followed my heart all the way through. My daughter will be happy.
Looks like we found the perfect dog bed after all.
She followed her heart, and so shall I.
SC Lourie designed Christmas cards this year. I saw them online after Thanksgiving and fell in love. I was so excited about the cards I overlooked the shipping method and she sent them regular mail.
They arrived last weekend from the UK.
I have fond memories of Christmas cards as a child. Mama would tape them around doorways.
They have become a lost art so I’m grateful for the creative souls who are bringing them back to life.
I realized this year I missed them. You give what you wish to receive. The last one was mailed today.
Years ago, my then husband and I had cards printed and engraved with our family’s names and mailed by a mail house right after Thanksgiving.
I don’t know if I’m bending the rules to the point of nonexistence, or if they just broke when my marriage did. It didn’t bother me one bit to mail these cards the week before Christmas.
They are full of love and they are mailed.
The house is quiet and still, but it wasn’t. Two days ago, my daughter brought home a puppy.
She went to meet a friend for lunch, and puppy went with. I have some errands to run, but decided to take a minute and enjoy this quiet moment.
A small french press enhances a moment. It’s actually a moment within itself, and I could feel myself relaxing through every step of the process.
I’m having trouble keeping up with the days.
It’s December, and we are counting the days until she leaves for England. In two weeks, she will board the plane. Then, the following week is Christmas, and next comes the New Year! I remember counting down the months, not days.
I poured a cup of brew from the press.
Strolled by our wood calendar, and flipped the block to the right date. This calendar shows me what day it is, and takes less that a minute to flip.
Be encouraged lovely. You have more control than you realize. Just breathe, and take a minute.
I’ve been reading about being kind.
That may sound silly, but I want to go beyond nice, and be consistently kind. We can be nice, but that can be turned on and off. To be kind is deciding to do more. To be thoughtful and give from our hearts.
I’m beginning to believe ‘goals’ are overrated. This thought is surprising considering I used to assist people in achieving their goals. That was my goal.
For 25 years I was goal driven, and climbed the ladder of what is called success, but I was miserable.
I let go of worldly success to go in search of heart-filled happiness. Goal complete.
Don’t expect any credit for being kind, but you might get caught in the act. You can read Matthew 6, and see what God says about doing good deeds.
They are to be done quietly and with no praise.
I was walking through a parking lot, making my way to a small Craft Fair. Walking by a row of parked cars, a gas cap to one of the cars was hanging open. I reached down, put the plug in, closed the small door, and continued walking.
While talking with one of the Artisans at the fair, I suddenly felt a tiny tap on my shoulder. Turning around I was faced with an elderly lady that was very excited! She said, “Thank you for closing our gas tank!” I had no idea anyone was in the car!
I smiled as I stood there a minute, caught completely off guard. Then hugged her tight and told her, “You are most welcome my lovely!”
Pondering the upcoming year, I haven’t pulled out my journal to make a new list of goals. My heart is content replacing the word ‘goals’ with ‘intentions’.
Thank you *Donna for the inspiration to be consciously kind. You did this for a year, and I’m following your lead. Its an action to impact people’s lives. A good start is when we can decide to be kind.