Many years ago, I stood chatting to a friend who was asking me if I knew someone. "My mom knows everybody.", my young son piped in.
It took a moment before I knew what he meant.
I smile and often say hello to those I meet along my way. While I don't really know them, I do feel a spirit of connectedness to all.
Such a simple way to lift your own spirits and those of others. Stories abound about people whose lives have taken a positive turn because of a kind word or gesture. As do the sad stories of those who didn't. Every little thing counts.
There is a great quote from Coco Chanel, that I have always loved, "Nature gives you the face you have at twenty; life shapes the face you have at thirty' but at fifty, you get the face you deserve." Well, Coco, I am happy that mine includes lots of crinkles around my eyes from smiling.
"What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life's pathway, the good they do is inconceivable.” Joseph Addison
All good things, k
Cozy hand knit socks bought from a woman in a little village high in the swiss alps, mon amour chuckling as he reads, stirring up some goodness, the scent of muffins baking, a friend's sweet baby granddaughter laughing, finding the perfect parking spot, walking in the sun along English Bay, afternoon tea by the fire, lighting the candles and opening the wine, toasting our new friends and their first five days in Canada, easing into a lavender bath...I love Sundays
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Sunday, March 4, 2012
What Does Your Heart Say
I've been dithering.
When there is a big decision to be made, I think carefully, weigh options, fill pages with scenario planning of all sorts. All in the hopes of making a "good decision". And yet, what I know for sure is that all I really need to do is ask myself, "what does your heart say". My head may keep me going in circles, wondering, doubting, wondering again. My heart always knows.
My head and heart also know that all of my decisions have been just that, decisions. They themselves not inherently good or bad. But rather, choices taking me down one path or another. One can never truly know where the other path may have led.
Am I happy at this moment...oh yes...joyfully so. This moment, this culmination of all the choices large and small, and even the dithering - for indecision is itself a choice.
All the thinking is really just a distraction. Still yourself. Trust yourself. Ask yourself. What does your heart say?
“Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string.” Ralph Waldo Emerson
All good things, k
When there is a big decision to be made, I think carefully, weigh options, fill pages with scenario planning of all sorts. All in the hopes of making a "good decision". And yet, what I know for sure is that all I really need to do is ask myself, "what does your heart say". My head may keep me going in circles, wondering, doubting, wondering again. My heart always knows.
My head and heart also know that all of my decisions have been just that, decisions. They themselves not inherently good or bad. But rather, choices taking me down one path or another. One can never truly know where the other path may have led.
Am I happy at this moment...oh yes...joyfully so. This moment, this culmination of all the choices large and small, and even the dithering - for indecision is itself a choice.
All the thinking is really just a distraction. Still yourself. Trust yourself. Ask yourself. What does your heart say?
“Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string.” Ralph Waldo Emerson
All good things, k
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