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Take a peek at what my husband recently sent me. Gorgeous, isn’t it? No it’s not diamonds or rubies or a trip to Paris. It’s not even expensive chocolates.
It’s sunset at the pasture–a photo he took sometime when I wasn’t with him.
A view he knew I’d like.
And I do. I like it as much as all those aformentioned things. Probably even more.
You see, he gets me, and that my friends is worth everything. If you are in a similar relationship, you know exactly what I’m talking about.
Isn’t it wonderful?
To my way of thinking, having your partner understand you deep at your core is a huge part of a healthy relationship. A deal breaker, even. You’d think everyone would have it. But sadly they don’t.
Makes me all the more grateful.
P.S. Today is Friday the 13th and a full moon. Apparently this is significant and won’t occur again until 2049. So make it special!
Time for Tuesday Beauty
When I’m out feeding our two old sweeties, one of the blessings I receive on a near daily basis is to be up close and personal with Mother Nature.
Of course I don’t always realize the extent of the blessing until later, because I’m too busy at the time trying to stay warm during a snowstorm or cool on a ninety-plus day.
The sound of my complaining sometimes overtakes the beauty I’m receiving.
But then there are other days when I am struck absolutely breathless by something so simple as birds making their way across a blue sky, or the setting sun, or the glint of light in my sweet mare’s eye.
My work seems to be to forgive myself for my humanness and revel in it at the same time.
As my friend Rebecca sometimes says, “Ain’t life grand?”
We live in a beautiful world!
P.S. Bud seems to be a bit better.
He’s out of the hospital stall and back in the pasture, which makes him a much happier Appaloosa.
Thank you for caring.
Time for Tuesday Beauty
On this important day in America, I am grateful for the opportunity and right to cast my vote.
Peace to all.
We live in a beautiful world.
You are cordially invited to join me in taking a deep, nourishing breath. Fill your lungs with oxygen until they won’t hold even one more micro milliliter of air.
And then slowly exhale.
Drop your shoulders.
Close your eyes.
Feel the tension melt from your body.
For good measure, do the whole shebang a couple more times.
Now doesn’t that feel good?
That’s what this picture does for me.
In direct contrast to earlier this summer when the foothills were engulfed in flames, this golden glow in the west gives me contentment.
A sense of peace.
It reminds me to take the long view, especially in a crisis.
To soothe myself with the deep knowing that this will pass.
Because it will.
As I write this I realize that it may well be my definition of faith.
I ease my anxious heart by remembering that even in the craziest, most unbalanced of times, order will return.
The balance will be regained.
Sometimes it’s a tiny sliver to hang on to.
But honestly, it works.