The Disco Ball

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I let it go years ago, but it came back into my life this Christmas. It was introduced in one of my very first posts in June of 2014 entitled, A Little Bit of Everything.

Releasing it from it’s hook attached to the old oak tree, only to discover it crawling with ants. They had began living inside the Disco Ball and made themselves at home, so I left it by the tree and stepped away.

It wasn’t easy to let go of. I thought about exterminating it and bringing it with us to our new home, but not everything travels from one journey to the next.

That was two houses and four years ago.

My daughter knew I loved that Disco Ball and she gave me a new one this Christmas. It’s not silver like the last one. This one is made of color. My life is more colorful now.

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It’s hanging out front and when the light hits it, colorful dots dance everywhere.

Why wasn’t it replaced before now?

We lived in the country, so there were trees. The disco ball isn’t expensive. I spend that much on coffee each week. I believe it was the timing of it all. What makes our heart happy doesn’t leave. It stays in our heart. When the time is just right, it’ll come back, even better than it was before.

Just like the Disco Ball.

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Loved Me Back

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You should hug yourself for being here.

Not only do you have an active WordPress account, but you read posts daily. I challenged myself to post daily the month of December. Might have skipped a couple of days right before Christmas, but if so, it was by choice.

It’s sweet to be here by choice.

Every post was not loved by either of us, but that wasn’t the purpose of the challenge. It wasn’t to pull more traffic, or get more likes. We need time and space to enjoy one another’s posts. It was just to check my Blogging heartbeat.

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This is my 5th year Blogging and it was my favorite. It took this long to figure out what works for me. I’ve read that Blogging becomes truly fascinating around the 10 year mark, so the way I see it…I’m halfway there.

If this is your first day, week, month, or year…welcome. It only gets better, if you love it. You have to love it, or you won’t enjoy it, and there’s so much here to love. What you pour into it is what you’ll get back.

And yes, my darling.

This is the year it loved me back.

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Write Your Truth

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The Easy Road

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The quote was similar to, “Sure am glad I took that easy road, said no one ever.”

The more difficult road is not an easy choice, but it’s where we experience the most growth.

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The extra mile is not an easy road.  I wasn’t built on an easy road, so I had to stop being one.

Someone asked me once, “What’s the one thing you couldn’t live without?” They were referring to a material object, but the answer for me was easy. It’s love.

There’s a level of love in all relationships, and there’s a road that leads to a lifetime of love. It’s just not the easy road.

Set Your Mind

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“You can do anything you set your mind to.” I’m fortunate to have been told that most of my life.

I received an alarm clock for Christmas. That’s what I needed to succeed at waking up early again. It’s working, but not as planned.

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I haven’t heard the alarm go off yet.

Just by preparing the clock to wake me up, I’ve been waking up naturally a few minutes before it alarms. My mind sees me setting it and tells my body.

If nothing else, it’s pretty to look at.

I shared this meme on my Letitgocoach FB page, and I want to share it with you today.

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There’s a dream in your heart.

It’s time to set your mind.

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Makes You Anxious

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You Are Loved

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Two days ago, I posted this meme on Letitgocoach Facebook page. I thought it’s sweet, but didn’t realize the impact it would have. People are drinking it up like water.

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I was thinking, to find our true selves, it really is in the unbecoming. To peel off the layers of what has adhered to us. What this world has told us we should be and how we should act.

Who I am in private, when nobody’s watching, is who I truly am.

Do I like her? I love her.

Do other people like me? Some do, but I’ve been single since March and I see myself embracing the New Year single. I’m on that part of the journey to walk alone, but I don’t feel alone. My higher power is leading the way. Whenever I have moments of loneliness, someone reaches out, and that moment fills with love.

I’m grateful to this community.

You reassure me I am loved. When I hear notifications from the WordPress app coming in on my phone, it sounds like love. WordPress is the only app I have set to receive notifications, so I know it’s you!

Thank you for being here. You are loved.

Coffee and Contemplation

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I’ve been thinking about mornings and to retrain myself to get up early. I’m normally awake before dawn, but with the cooler weather, it’s dreadful leaving the warm bed.

There’s nothing wrong with that every now and then, but there’s things I want to accomplish. Pondering the New Year, it feels like God is giving me the head’s up on a marathon part of the journey.

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While contemplating mornings, I read a post by a fellow Blogger entitled, “How to Wake Up Without Caffeine.” Don’t worry, I’m not giving up coffee. That magical brew is part of my day.

His post reminded of the sweetness before the dawn. Whether going for a walk, or just sitting outside on a yoga mat, wrapped in a blanket. It’s about watching the day begin. You can read his inspiring post here.

That’s what we do, inspire one another.

It starts with an idea and we build it to suit.

I believe we have to challenge ourselves for better. It’s not going to happen without us. In Less is More, I mentioned to focus on less, but give my best. Continuing a healthy body and clear mindset is a good place to start.

Two of Everything

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When my daughter and I first began living this life together, you could look around and see two of everything. The house has two bedrooms. There’s two overstuffed chairs in the den. Two blankets on a nearby shelf readily available.

We created a life for two.

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It’s time to open my heart for more.

I have these two bowls. They each have a plate that matches and I bought them years ago.

While shopping, I pay attention to other bowls that might match. The shape is so hard to find. They are shallow and wide. I wasn’t overly focused on the color, as long as they complimented one another. Then it happened. Strolling by a shelf full of bowls, that color caught my eye.

There was only one on the shelf.

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My daughter and I always use place-mats, cloth napkins and real dinnerware. We set the table for every meal, but maybe that’s not normal for most. What’s normal to us may look like a lot effort to others.

Today my darlings, if you set down at our table and see a bowl that fits, but doesn’t quite match…that’s the extra effort. I’m adding to the two of everything.

It Was Time

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“Do you want a new Christmas stocking?”, she asked. I hadn’t thought about it till that moment.

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I haven’t had a new Christmas stocking since the divorce. The one I brought with me is laying in a box of unused Christmas items. These items that at one time, we enjoyed having, but they no longer resonate. That was my stocking.

Letting go of what you once were makes room for the new.

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My new Christmas stocking is completely different than the other one. This is how my daughter sees me today. She knew before I did that it was time.