Each day is unique and treated as such.
The first thing I do, after waking up, is walk through the house and open all the blinds on the windows to let the light in. My day varies from there. I have no set routine, but there are certain rituals that enhance my morning.
Yesterday, I made a cup of green tea, but today I went straight to coffee. Yesterday, I was greeted by the sun and today it’s cloudy. Yesterday, I turned on my little fireplace, but today the house is at a comfortable temperature. Yesterday morning, my phone didn’t ring, but this morning a delivery guy called at 8:00 am inquiring where to dump a truck full of sand. I called for help.
It’s the last month of the year and the change in who we are begins now for stepping into next year. This is not a Blog Challenge, it’s a personal challenge which I’m fairly practiced at. The biggest challenge so far is to find that sweet spot in my morning to write.
When everything falls still and the only sound I hear is the tapping of the keys. This is a new way to greet the day.
It decided to rain today.
The dogs are not pleased, but patient inside.
They probably dislike that I’m perfectly content on rainy days by reading, writing or both. One sits beside me displaying his most pitiful expression, coinciding with a tail wag.
The day began with coffee and slid into English tea and scones. My daughter laughed when I told her, “I bought a fireplace!“, but it takes center stage on days like today.
My music taste recently on YouTube has been Lewis Capaldi. My daughter told me about him and he is referred to as ‘America’s Sweetheart.’ You can hear his voice because the instrumental is minimal.
After YouTube played several songs by Lewis, it created a playlist of similar artists. Normally, I feel a need to walk over and click ‘skip’ on the ads, or the song itself, but that didn’t happen today. It was a divine playlist that went from one heartfelt melody to the next.
It’s been playing for hours and I just now touched the screen to share this song with my daughter and you.
It’s been two years since posting my first Feel the Music and today, my darlings, that’s what I did.
This is a pause to say thank you to two female Bloggers whom I adore. They each handed me an award a bit ago. Thank you darlings!
I’ve thought of writing this thank you every day since receiving the nominations. It’s funny how parts of life crawl onto the relatively full plate and the things that matter get nudged off.
Like showing gratitude for being loved.
Patty, of Co-Creating and Cowgirl Wisdom, gave me the Liebster Award. She wrote about the Liebster nomination fabulously by answering 11 questions and asking good ones of her own. I love reading her posts. I learn from Patty and she gives me a smile with her cowgirl ways. She was over 50 years old when she followed her heart completely and bought her first horse! Hero status.
Visit Patty’s Blog here to show some love.
A young lady named Ash gave me the Sunshine Blogger Award. She is an absolute doll. We haven’t known one another very long, but she’s a soul you connect with instantly. She calls her Blogsite, ‘Diaries of a Recovering Pessimist’, but she must have started it years ago. The only thing I see in her writing is love and light.
Ash says, “Writing has saved my life.” That’s a profound statement and I’m oh so grateful it did!
You can visit Ash here to show some love.
Thank you my darlings! Much love, Barb. xx
I love to walk over and visit my neighbor.
When it’s time to go back home, I step along the stone path between our yards. It still surprises me that this is my home. It looks like a fairy-tale.
It’s a yard well loved.
I added a few plants, but mainly just watered what was already there. The people who were here before me planted a lot of what I see today.
Walking around the yard, flowers are popping up that someone planted years ago. I didn’t see the flowers last year because I gave the yard zero attention. This year I’m loving on it at least once a week and see something new each time.
These popped up out of nowhere.
This area is along the walkway, beside the front porch. I planted the Canna’s in the back. Everything else came up on it’s own after some watering. I don’t know what all of it is, and that’s okay. It looks happy to just be here.
All the yard wished for was some attention. It wants care, much like we humans. A kind word, or a friendly hug can go a long way.
It was a thirsty soul waiting to be quenched.
What is in your soul that needs water today?
What we give is surely what we’ll receive.
Spread some love.
Listening is an act of kindness.
Sometimes my acts of kindness are intentional. I really have to stop and think, “What can I do today to extend kindness?” Who knew it takes thought!?
I was out running errands yesterday, and I felt led to stop by the pizza place. I knew Boss man would be there alone preparing for another day of business, but I also knew, he’s had a rough week.
I walked in and found him sitting at a table.
I sat down beside him, touched his arm and asked, “How’s your heartbeat? Tell me about your week.”
That’s all it took for the floodgates to open.
I just sat and listened.
I didn’t offer my opinion or any advice. I gently touched his arm when he shared something painful, just to reassure him of my presence.
Twenty minutes later, he was unburdened.
He began laughing and joking with me as he walked into the kitchen to get it ready for lunch. He was a little more free to enjoy this part of his day.
As I was leaving he thanked me for stopping by, but I didn’t really feel like I did anything. All I did was listen, but that’s all he needed. Let them unload.
I walked out of the store with a bag of love. Just realized my purchases of a candle and body-wash are named ‘Love’. Maybe I needed some extra love…
I had just read a Blog by a fellow Blogger who was hurt by people walking out of her life. Letting them walk in wasn’t the issue. It was when they mysteriously disappeared she took it personally.
I left a comment on my friends Blog.
It sounds cliche but it calms my mind. The comment was, “People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. I haven’t had many ‘or’s.”
People come into our lives to reveal something. We also have the opportunity to make their lives better in some way. I’ve had a lot of people leave my life, but my hope is I helped them in some way. They taught me things that made me better.
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When feeling alone, self care is crucial.
My bedroom is my sanctuary and I enjoy spending time there. Find a space that feeds your soul. Light a candle named, ‘Love’ and breathe it in.
Be kind to your soul and don’t beat yourself up. If anything, remind yourself just how beautiful you truly are. This sits beside my bed as a reminder.
They say wrapping something around your shoulders brings comfort. We want that feeling of being held, but we’re alone. A small child has a favorite blanket, and I haven’t outgrown blankets.
There is a lightweight blanket in almost every room of my home. When I need comfort, I wrap one around my shoulders and it’s like a warm hug.
This one lays across my bed.
It has balls when I’m not feeling very ballsy.
We live, we love and hopefully we learn.
People come in and out through a revolving door. Not everyone is meant to stay a lifetime. Can you imagine if everyone stayed? Holy cow!
Something else that helps heal is writing.
If you are a Blogger/Writer you already know this, but not every thought needs to be published. You feel like banging out the pain on a keyboard, but I use an online journal for moments like that.
I bought this notebook to motivate my continuance of the Morning Pages. At first glance, I thought it was a cheetah print. My daughter went through her cheetah print phase years ago, so this made me smile. Looking at it now, it really looks like fire. 🙂
Writing will help process thoughts and sort through feelings. I used to spend time and energy trying to figure out what happened, but that’s fruitless.
Today, I can just let it be.
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I posted a meme that said, ‘Calm is a superpower‘. As we begin a new week, I wish to show you some more power. You have more power than you know.
No matter what is happening around us, we have the power to keep it from crawling into our mind.
Find your calm darling and let it be.
My daughter returned home from England with new ideas. One was, she asked me to buy instant coffee. I guess they drink instant coffee in England?
Our coffee paraphernalia had outgrown the intimate kitchen, so I began setting up a coffee bar in the breezeway. We needed an electric kettle.
Here enters the magic pot.
Isn’t it pretty? It’s rather magical as well.
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This morning I walked by and flipped the switch of the magic pot for the water to begin heating. After drinking one cup of instant, I wasn’t satisfied.
It also left a foul taste in my mouth.
I went in search of the Chemex.
There is nothing quick about making a Chemex. The pour over kettle heats slowly. You place a Chemex filter in and splash it with warm water, then grind the beans and pour them in. Making a Chemex takes about 15 minutes and patience.
After it’s all prepped you get to watch it make the coffee. Yes lovely. You get to stand back and watch.
That is how life is.
Really good things don’t happen instantly. Give it time. One example is, my Virtual Assistant job.
The man I work for surprises me with bonuses. It’s not that I did a spectacular job for him one particular week. No love, it’s that I try and do my very best every week. The time and effort add up.
Out of nowhere he sends bonus money.
I never know when he will do this, but it happens a couple of times a year. It’s not something I depend on by no means. It’s his way of saying ‘thank you’ for spending quality time on his business.
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Another example is our writing.
Just like the Chemex, we tend to our Blog and consistently click ‘publish’. We pour everything into to it and it takes time, but at some point, we get to stand back and watch it bless other people’s lives.
Like my bonus, we don’t know when that magic will occur, but everything worthwhile takes time.
I wish for you a Chemex life over the magic pot.