"I am lovers with what hasn't a name: the inside of wind,

the stutter of rain ..." ❤ excerpt (c) Amy Schutzer


Friday, August 9, 2013

Friday Finds Me with a Grateful ❤

Owl Eyes
Hills are Made for Walking.

Friday is one of the seven days of the week.  Retirement makes every day the same kinda wonderful.

Finding something you love to do is a healthy benefit, even in retirement.  In America we have pockets full of choices.  That should be enough to set our feet dancing every morning.

Life finds each one facing trials and hardship, I am no different.  My heart is grateful to be here.  Learning, keeping on, letting go.  And seeing sometimes I am the problem.  

Choose kindness, mindfulness, and forgiveness.  Peace, my fellow traveler’s.
❤❤❤

“There's no use trying," Alice said, "One can't believe impossible things."  "I dare say you haven't had much practice," said the Queen, "When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day.  Why sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."--Lewis Carroll




5 comments:

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Oh my
this is wonderful.
Speaks to my heart...
Enjoy this special time

jaz@octoberfarm said...

i love the owl eyes!

Willow said...

Well said :)

kerrdelune said...

Oh, this is grand stuff - I particularly love the owl eyes.

Laura said...

beautiful and wise.

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