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Feel the Music

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Every time I listen to this song, I hear something different, but it holds the same message.

On the dating apps there’s a series of questions some want to go through. I answer them, but find myself not asking many in return. One man even asked, “Do you have any questions for me?” I replied, “Yes. Tell me who you are today.” That helps decide if they get a date.

It’s fun talking with my daughter about dating. She just turned 22, so the guys she’s talking with don’t have much of a past. They have so much life ahead of them to learn from. Some of the men around my age, or older are beat up by their past, and hesitant to try again.

I’m thinking about dating men younger than me, but not as young as my daughter. 🙂 By the age of 45 they’ve lived life, and have at least one divorce under their belt, but still have life in them. They haven’t let their past define them, instead they seem to know…

All the boats I’ve missed
All the hell I’ve caused
All the lips I’ve kissed
All the love I’ve lost
I got kicked around
I’ve been black and blue
On my way to you

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Protect Your Happy

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Sitting in the corner of the room at my desk, I raised my weary head and asked, “Is it time for chocolate cold brew yet?” She said, “Heck yeah!”, and disappeared into the kitchen. My attitude was instantly uplifted.

Stumptowm Chocolate Cold Brew

This new email platform for work is eating my breakfast, lunch and dinner, but you know what? I’m gonna win.

There’s no other option for me personally.

I don’t even think about defeat, or worry that it’s too much to absorb and learn. Every hour or so, I leave my corner and walk around the house to clear my mind and refocus. Sometimes I read something positive to reinforce my outlook. It’s important what you take in because that is what you’re going to hand out to people around you.

I posted this meme on Facebook this week and it had mixed views. Some have been taking in sadness for so long, it’s rubbed off on them and become a part of who they are.

You have to be careful with sad if you want to remain happy. I’ve followed some pretty sad Bloggers in the past, and I had to unfollow them. I can make a note of their Blogsite to check on them down the road, but I cannot read sad throughout the day and remain true to who I am. Barb is happy and wants to stay that way.

There was a saying used years ago that stuck with me. “Fake it till you make it.” No matter how I was feeling, if someone asked, “How are you?”, I’d respond, “I’m doing great!” It took years of saying ‘great’, to actually believe life is great, but every time I said it out loud, it became more ingrained until it became my first choice.

I respond in the same manner today, but I usually receive a skeptical look, or that ‘you must be crazy’ look. It’s like it’s unusual to be in a good place. If they continue to prod deeper about my upbeat attitude, I confuse them even more when I say, “Because, I’m happy.”

A friend once told me, “It’s okay to grieve and you’ll feel sad, but don’t unpack your bag and set up camp.”

Once you find your happy be willing to fiercely protect it from outside influences. Sad can overtake happy, quickly and easily. Protect your happy.

Moment For One

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We’ve enjoyed cool mornings this week in Texas.

The front door is open so the screen door is being enjoyed. As I look around the house, I see things that need to be done. The floor is so dirty thanks to the doggos, but that dirt is not going anywhere without my assistance, so it can wait.

I chose the Chemex for this morning’s coffee enjoyment. I just love how it’s called, ‘a vessel of coffee’. The cafĂ© cups were sitting at eye level on the top part of the coffee bar. I plucked one down and poured myself a moment.

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I can have a moment all by myself.

And to be perfectly honest, it’s what I prefer nowadays. I haven’t met a man I’m willing to share my life with. My life is so quiet, you could call it serene. That doesn’t seem to be the norm these days, with lives being dictated by technology.

I don’t even know where my phone is at the moment.

The cafĂ© cups came as a set of two that I use with my darling daughter, but she’s not going to be here forever, nor would I want her to be. She will eventually live her life to the fullest without me everyday, so who will use the second cafĂ© cup?

I’m depending on God to show me this time.

Until then, I’m content in my moment for one.

Soothe Your Soul

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Taking time this morning to read the Blog posts of some new followers. I haven’t said much about the state our lives are in, but if I did, it would be similar to this.

7 Ways to Self-Reflect During the Lockdown…

This jumped off the page at me.

“Your life is supposed to be a journey from one unique place to another; it’s not supposed to be a merry-go-round that brings you back to the same spot over and over again.” ~Rachel Hollis

I hope you find a moment to read from the link above.

It will soothe your soul.

 

Lay In It

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It doesn’t take much to inspire me.

Sitting at the coffee table this morning, I was watching one of our dogs. I had opened the front door for him, first thing this morning. It’s nice and cool outside, and I thought he would enjoy laying in front of the screen door.

But no, what does he do?

He walks to the back of the house, and sticks his face in the sunlight streaming in from my bedroom windows. There’s a small patch of light from my room, laying on the hallway floor. He knows better than to go into my room.

This big dog, lays down in this skinny patch of light.

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Denver boy knows what to do.

Always search for the light, and even if it’s just a sliver, lay in it.

Don’t Get Up

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I’m trying to find my groove with posting a Blog.

My job has taken on full-time status, 7 days a week, and I give it my all. I believe while you work the job, you still need to fuel the dream. Writing is a dream come true for me.

Here’s another photo from my vison board.

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I was awakened this morning by a storm. A thunderstorm would definitely wake me up in this room. I can imagine the rain cascading down that window, while watching the light show.

It’s funny how all my photo’s include a desk.

Some photo’s are merely a desk with a view. That wasn’t done on purpose, or logically. I believe my heart chose the photos. A vision comes from the heart my darling. It’s when it floats up to the head, we tend to talk ourselves out of our dreams.

You see, it’s not about finding the time to write a post. It’s about finding that space where you simply sit down in front of the keys and the words begin to pour. I love to write, but like most things pertaining to love, it doesn’t like to be forced.

This space is my favorite place to be.

In the book Bird by Bird, by Anne Lamott, she says this little prayer when she sits down to write. “Please help me get out of the way, so I can write what wants to be written.”

Lamott concludes, “Don’t stand up until it’s written.”

Don’t let your mind talk you out of your dream. There’s always time, but once you find that space, sit down and don’t get up.

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Enjoy the Good

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I asked my daughter, “Have you noticed the coffee bar smells like coffee?” Walking by the bar, you can smell the various grinds from it’s frequent use. She introduced me to this roaster a month ago.

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Stumptown Coffee

I just love the name, ‘Hairbender’.

She used it to make a Chemex for us to share. Once that one was empty, she walked through the house and yelled, “You want another Chemex?!” This quarantine thingy is working quite well.

Yesterday, I found myself standing in the aisle of paper goods at one of my favorite stores. A lady was standing there along with me, six feet apart, and we’re wearing masks. The aisle was fully stocked with toilet paper. We were mesmerized by the sight of it.

I asked her, “Did you ever think seeing toilet paper would bring complete happiness?” She shook her head, and said, “No.”

I decided to check out the cold brew display, and there it was, the mighty Stumptown chilled and ready to drink. I hadn’t tried this one before, but it suddenly became my new favorite. What’s not to love?

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Life is changing, but for the better.

The time is right to enjoy the good.