Anyone who says you can't buy happiness has forgotten about puppies! (Wilfred Lampton)
Transform your thoughts and embrace love as a way of life. Your souls dance is one of great joy and by acknowledging its beauty you foster the awakening spirit and create positive outcomes in all aspects of life. The essence of being alive is to live like you mean it and transform limiting beliefs. By doing so you inspire the heart which will in return guide you along a path of bliss to a happy and passionate life (Micheal Teal- Poet, Philosopher and Shaman)
If you want your life to be a magnificent story, then begin by realising that you are the author and everyday you have the opportunity to write a new page (Mark Houlahan)
Lily helped me tidy out Ariél’s wardrobe today, as you can see form the photograph she was extremely helpful! To be fair, this was taken later on in the throwing out exercise. Prior to this moment, she had been chasing colourful bundles of socks and knickers around and flinging them into the air and chewing them – quality control!
Earlier this morning when I went into Ariél’s room and looked out of the window with Lily in my arms, her low growls (Lily’s not Ariél’s) alerted me to the fact that there was a very cheeky squirrel on the pillar. Cheeky-Squirrel had made off with the whole tube of peanuts intended for the wild birds and was sitting on the pillar eating them. When I opened the window and asked him what he thought he was doing. He just looked up at me and said, I am eating the nuts you left for the taking, human! Cheers! And with that he flung his stash over the wall and with a mighty leap, leapt over to freedom. I sent my blessings after him and hoped that he enjoyed his exciting little discovery. I imagined how his heart must have beaten against his rib cage when he saw the whole red bag of nuts ‘glinting’ in the weak sun.
Today’s page of life was a happy day full of little surprises: (sleeping Lily and Squirry) were two even before lunch. Another was not a surprise, but a reminder of Ariél’s writing talent, as she transformed Kyle’s adequate Cover Letter into a special little piece of writing that is sure to gain attention. This evening, Tom arrived home from France laden with delicious smelly cheeses and and some not very exciting (to me) wine.
A supper of salad and giggles was a good ending to the day. And so I come to the end of another page of my magnificent(?!) story.
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Today’s Art Journal Prompt: