Coffee and Contemplations

Remember the terrifying feeling of getting lost when you were a child? You let go of your parents hand for one second and *thud* your heart hits the ground as you search the crowd for a familiar face…

Today I found solace in being lost in the crowd. I am sitting in an unfamiliar place, in an unfamiliar town, in an unfamiliar state, and yet somehow I am completely at ease. Focused. Centered.

Today there is solace in the path less traveled… I just had to find it.

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Beauty is ever to the lonely mind a shadow fleeting; she is never plain. She is a visitor who leaves behind the gift of grief, the souvenir of pain. – Christopher Morley

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All is calm, all is quiet

I love how quiet the snow makes the world. It’s like a blanket over a crocodiles eyes… it instantly soothes. I just wish I had a nice warm fire and the company of friends. This is a rough patch in my life, but I’m trying hard to celebrate the happy moments…. this is a happy moment. My soul is calm. I am thankful for the floor of white and the peace that enters my ears and warms my soul. The world is quiet, my worries suppressed.

So I am trying to be filled with love for every moment, indebted for the grace extended to me from the world, and gracious for moments like these… when I am calm and connected with the gentle snow fall.
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Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude… Denis Waitley