SURRENDER

I am re-reading Julie Smiths mysteries about New Orleans and loving them again.  Today I read, "And a lovely thing like an electric current, except nice and soft and cozy, started at the top of his head and spread through his body."

Hey my kiddoes, this is exactly the way I felt the first time I saw your Papa,  and I still feel that way.  (Most days!!!)

Can you remember the first time you saw YOUR loved one??

Namaste.

RHYTHM

"I got music, I got rhythm, I got my girl(s), who could ask for anything more!"  These are lyrics of a song from the forty's-ish, one my Momma sang to me.

I had a superlative visit to New York City recently, a birthday gift from two of my baby girls.  Among the many highlights of our trip was seeing their rhythm as they danced on the BIG piano at F.A.O. SCHWARZ!

I usually spend weekend afternoons in my BIG chair in front of the television, so yesterday I was able to play with my NYC souvenirs and paste fun stuff in my scrapbook.

I surrendered to play.  
You should too.

Namaste.

SURRENDER

Is it possible to wait a whole month without writing?  I sit at my desk today hoping for inspiration.

I am filled with thoughts and memories of friends I no longer have in my life and gratitude for friends that I do.

I am attempting to not hold my breath.  It seems like I have been holding my breath my whole life!  Waiting for the next shoe to fall.

But wait.  I don't have to hold my breath anymore.  I have a Higher Power that can and will do that for me.  Why can't I continue to remember that?

I breath in the glorious outdoors and rejoice in the sunshine.  I dance in the rain and sing "like nobody's listening."

Serenity is mine if I ask.

And I ask.
Namaste.