Tag: encouragement
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Out of Darkness
The paint was wearing off of the front porch exposing the bare wood to the elements. A friend advised that my landlord needs to protect his investment, so I took her comment to heart and emailed him with photos of the sad shape it was in. He replied with, “Is there any paint?” I had…
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Bloom in Secret
I tried three different techniques for fixing coffee, until I sipped from the cup that soothed my soul. The Chemex won and Goldilocks…I feel you. I rarely edit my photos anymore and haven’t for a long time. Every now and then I’ll brighten it if the subject is sitting in a darkened area, but I…
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A New Day
The crashing thunder jolted me out of a deep sleep. It was 4am and I wasn’t expecting a storm, but it had definitely arrived and was making it’s presence known. I crawled out from under the covers, lifted my writing robe off it’s brass hook to slip it around me and went in search of…
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The Classroom of Life
I correspond through letters with several WordPress writers. The first time Dawn, at Aging With Grace mailed me a letter I was intrigued by her return address stamp on the face of the envelope. It’s round and I hadn’t seen anything quite like it before. She sent me the link to where she purchased it,…
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These Three Words
The first time she left me a note, it was scribbled on a shipping label with black sharpie. This was the norm for a while, but as the months rolled by I went to retrieve the mail, and spotted a small, white envelope laying atop the mail. Nestled inside was an actual thank you note…
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The Wall of Kindness
Today’s reading is talking about Celestine Moments. “Carl Jung called it “Synchronicity”: two seemingly unrelated events that cannot be explained by cause and effect but are uniquely linked by personal meaning.” ~Sarah Ban Breathnach-Simple Abundance I walked into another Starbucks this week and this was maybe the second time I’ve stopped by this location. It’s…
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Rest in Your Natural Self
I spent Saturday repotting plants. Just moving them into a pot one size larger than what they were in. The next morning they looked happier, a little more free with space for their roots to roam. I repotted one that I’d been procrastinating repotting because it’s large, yet fragile. I didn’t have the right type…
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The Throw Away
I don’t really know how old he is. I asked him once, “When is your birthday?”, and he looked at me and said, “Now Barbara…that’s just rude!” I wasn’t asking to figure out his age. Just thought it would be kind to drop him a birthday card in his mailbox. This man is my neighbor…
