It may be easy to look around our world today and see the appearance of chaos, difficulty and strife. Yet, when we come from an open heart, we can also see our opportunity to love all things into balance, joy, harmony and peace.
When we bring unconditional love back into our personal, professional, community and family lives, we begin the journey of restoring wholeness and happiness to our planetary adventure. Of course it takes determined effort on our part as the old ways of being are quick to return in our mind. However, this effort to love is rewarded with a new perspective on everything and all life benefits as a result
Our lives are weighed down with past memories and expectations from the future.
How can we let go of all that clutter and live life spontaneously? We feel burdened not because of our present but because of the past hanging around our neck like a heavy stone.And when I look back and think of all the little things that makes us love or be loved, it gives me a smile
I was thinking of all the little things that makes me smile, those small things that keeps retracing its steps back into my memory.
It is the -
Crisp air early morning that brushes its presence on my face…still sleepy but nevertheless awaiting the feeling.
Endless thank yous I get from my kids, each time I buy them the gift that they have always wanted, secretly dropped hints and sometimes very directly screamed into my ears….but when they do get their gift as a surprise, the glow on their face and the “thank you ma!, thank you!! “ it makes my heart sing a song. Not because they said their thank you, but because their heart was singing.
The phone call that I get from a very close friend, when I least expect but most needed It sure lifts my spirits
When I see the one book that I’ve been wanting for ages, and there it is right in front of my eyes…
I receive a card from my father for my birthday, with the money all in crisp, fresh notes. Its not the money, but now it has begun to represent my dad for me…He can never increase the amount. It should remain the 100rs that he started off with when I was a smaller child.
The momma moments that can never be replaced or exchanged by the father. He’ll never accept it, saying he has his moments too…but mine are so special to me.
The look on my sons’ face when he wins a prize, the beaming smile and pride in his voice, makes me cry…and laugh and swell with pride too…
The rare occasions when the older son helps his younger brother or stands up for him during kiddie fights, when he thinks I am not aware of it.
When my younger one eats something that I’ve made and says “awesome” …I don’t need any rewards after that.
Each time I walk out of the house and have a small hand hug my legs, and say “ Love uuuu” and turn around to see that they belong to a neighbours kids…aawww
When my friends pick up on every sigh and sniff and call up to just catch up. That’s what I’d call love
The memories of how the boys in our graduate class, bought small baskets of chocolates and a flower each for their classmates. That sure was so touching.
When the little ones, draw a little heart with an arrow pierced inside to show their love, it is so cute, though if it were to be done by an older person I would freak.
Endless thank yous I get from my kids, each time I buy them the gift that they have always wanted, secretly dropped hints and sometimes very directly screamed into my ears….but when they do get their gift as a surprise, the glow on their face and the “thank you ma!, thank you!! “ it makes my heart sing a song. Not because they said their thank you, but because their heart was singing.
The phone call that I get from a very close friend, when I least expect but most needed It sure lifts my spirits
When I see the one book that I’ve been wanting for ages, and there it is right in front of my eyes…
I receive a card from my father for my birthday, with the money all in crisp, fresh notes. Its not the money, but now it has begun to represent my dad for me…He can never increase the amount. It should remain the 100rs that he started off with when I was a smaller child.
The momma moments that can never be replaced or exchanged by the father. He’ll never accept it, saying he has his moments too…but mine are so special to me.
The look on my sons’ face when he wins a prize, the beaming smile and pride in his voice, makes me cry…and laugh and swell with pride too…
The rare occasions when the older son helps his younger brother or stands up for him during kiddie fights, when he thinks I am not aware of it.
When my younger one eats something that I’ve made and says “awesome” …I don’t need any rewards after that.
Each time I walk out of the house and have a small hand hug my legs, and say “ Love uuuu” and turn around to see that they belong to a neighbours kids…aawww
When my friends pick up on every sigh and sniff and call up to just catch up. That’s what I’d call love
The memories of how the boys in our graduate class, bought small baskets of chocolates and a flower each for their classmates. That sure was so touching.
When the little ones, draw a little heart with an arrow pierced inside to show their love, it is so cute, though if it were to be done by an older person I would freak.
And when you see sunshine in the eyes of your loved one…that’s love! Leave things of your past behind and look forward to a life of love and happiness.
So many more that I’ll start needing more than this space…
Do you have anything that would define such moments..?
For all those who walk into this space …
I’d like to wish
HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!!
