Dancing along the waters edge with the sandpipers, searching for treasures that the surf leaves behind, feeling the sun warm my bare feet each time I get caught by the tidal push of water, I smile knowing how lucky I am to be here—or there…
I realize how blessed I am to be able to find happiness no matter where I am, no matter where I stand, a gift I am glad to possess. I began to think about all those things that I can find joy in today. Let me count the ways.
First and foremost are my family. They have provided me the extreme of all emotions at times, but being happy with them, by them far outweighs anything else I know.
My friends are next. Since losing Pat, I often don’t feel I have that “best or intimate” friend, but I am surrounded by a diverse group of people who manage to bring me joy when we spend time together. I am always grateful to those who allow me to be with them—it helps keep the blues away!
My writing comforts me. As a child, keeping things to myself was so ingrained in my soul, that being open about who I am and what I am about was hard. Writing became my voice. It does not matter if anyone reads it or likes it, or gets what I am trying to say. Throwing my thoughts out to the universe frees me in ways I cannot explain. The gift for me has been the discovery that I am alright. I like me.
Being outdoors—in the woods—by a lake—near the ocean—standing by a waterfall—walking a trail--watching the birds—planting a garden—accepting the gifts provided by mother nature is easy and pure joy! At times, there is not enough time in the day to do all I want to do or see all that I want to see!
Painting is play! To paint is to be childlike—an area where I was short changed by a childhood that was taken away from me early in life. Not anymore. I keep the wonder of learning and exploring forefront in my activities. Nothing stops me from playing today!
Birds. How can I not love birds? They sing for me, dance for me, and entertain me in ways nothing else can. In my life, I have always planted things around me that serve two purposes…the birds and me! First it has to offer food or shelter up to the birds, and second it has to provide me pleasure in its existence. I provide for them and the birds provide for me. We make a perfect pair!
And last, but not least, music. Nothing can carry me higher than the story of a song. Music lifts me from sadness, will make my heart soar and take me places I didn’t know I wanted to go. I write and paint with music in the background because it opens my mind and heart like nothing else can.
Life is an adventure and I want to enjoy it all. I know as I walk along the edge of the ocean dancing with the sandpipers, searching for the treasures that the surf leaves behind that I will dance wherever I am.
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