My life's works are not limited to my arts & crafts, my prose & poetry. . .
My life is enriched by the smiles, the tears, the handshakes, the pats on my back, and all the small gestures of the persons i meet everyday. . .
My life is mine to live, and am living it. . .
Sunday, July 6, 2014
deeper into joy
i let the wind through my hair. sometimes, though, the wind finds it difficult to go through my hair, when it is so bundled up. bwahahaha! so on rare occasions, i let my hair loose and allow the wind to caress those greys.
i go through every nook and cranny at the farm, and discover something new, each time. seeds sprouting, berries blushing, bamboos shooting!
it feels like everything is breathing with joy! exalting! exulting!
through all these, i learned to receive, for i know, all these are gifts. so, i walk and gather and just happily be, even for just a day, sometimes just a moment, i allow myself to listen and whisper a prayer, embrace the grace.
for this weekend, i allow myself to wander and may this wandering lead me deeper into the joy habit, because i know this for sure: all is grace. life is good! and ilysm! bwahahaha!
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