A good night's sleep

I love my bed, my covers, my pillow, and my bed partner.  I love the feeling of falling asleep all snuggled in and drifting off into the dark.  I love rolling over and touching his arm and feeling his breath as he snoozes.  I love waking in the morning and remembering my dreams.

I have always taken a good night's sleep for granted until recently when it was an elusive prize.

But now, now it is back.

Oh sleep, my dear dear friend, you make me smile.  Thanks for coming back to me! (My family and friends who have been living with me while you have been away also thank you!)

Peace to all and sweet dreams to you!

Flow

I have been thinking a lot about flow lately.

Flow in work has been defined as that place in a task where it is neither too easy nor too hard and you lose time in the satisfaction of doing the task. Flow in life I believe is putting good out and getting good back (usually ten fold!)  There is the flow of energy in our bodies and in our world; the flow of voices in good communication. (There is also that really awesome flow of flutters in an extended kiss- la la.)


I love to live in the flow of my life at home, at work, or just when I am out for a run.  Flow makes me happy.  Go with the flow my friends. Go with the flow.

Walking in the Woods

 There are few things in life that make me happier than walking on a trail in the woods. I can be by myself or with others. It can be raining, snowing, cloudy, beautiful, or anywhere in between and it still brings me great joy and peace.

There is a trail that is a favorite of mine and in the summer fields of ferns and pines flank it on either side.  The first time I saw it I couldn't really believe it existed and that I could walk it whenever I wanted. (luckie me!)

A walker on this trail gets treated to the delightful smells of pine, fresh air, and mossy goodness.  A walker on this trail can pick wild blueberries or see where the bears lie to sleep.  A walker on this trail can forget the worries of the world and just be thankful and humble to see such a rich, green, swatch of something special.

 I have many friends who also find their solace and quiet joys deep in the woods. What is it that draws us there?   I think it is that quiet moment when we reconnect and remember the beauty of being a small part of something so incredible.