This week we are celebrating the 50th anniversary of Earth Day. During breakfast, I was thinking about which photo I should post today as a celebration. The answer was on my breakfast table!
Blueberry and coffee! I felt immense gratitude to the Earth for providing us with such wonderful fuel. Blueberry and all the fruits loaded with vitamins and fibres, coffee beans full of energy, and many other delicious and nutritious nourishment for our body and soul.
Books, I don’t know what I would do without them. They are everywhere at home and I always have one in my bag. They mean comfort, safety, distraction and knowledge. I read more than one at a time, at the moment I’m reading Daisy Jones & the Six, a great book if you love to know the minds of rock stars in the 70s. I’m also reading TheUntethered Soul, a deep knowledge of thoughts and why some of them persist in our mind. It’s the second time I’m reading it. I got a copy last year at the library, I liked it so much that I got my own copy, and now I’m reading and highlighting the most touching paragraphs.
I’m going to start soon More Glimpses from my blogger friend Hugh Roberts. I’ve read the first one, Glimpses and I love it! Short stories mixing mystery, horror and always a surprise ending. I was blogging more often when Hug wrote it, so I followed all the steps he took to write his first book and I knew some of the stories. It was a pleasure to hold on my hands the final product. Now he has this second one, and I can’t wait to dig into it. To tell the truth, I couldn’t resist and I’ve already read the first story, I love it and it brought tears to my eyes. Hugh’s stories always surprise me.
Have a lovely Sunday, and if you care, let me know which book are you reading right now, so I can add to my list.
the day we change the time. I don’t remember this day last year. i was entering my 3rd in the hospital. lots of tubes and drugs in my body. i didn’t have the simple pleasure of adjusting the clocks while drinking my cup of coffee.
today, a year after, i woke up early, i made a strong coffee, the way i like it, i fixed the time, i wrote my thoughts in my journal and i’m trying to look ahead.
the first year isn’t easy, i’m always comparing the ‘now’ with a year ago. hope it gets better.
Without a firm participation with wild nature, a woman starves and falls into a obsession of “fell betters”, “leave me alones” and “love me – please” … Go out in the woods, go out. If you don’t go out in the woods, nothing will ever happen and your life will never begin.
Women who run with the wolves
Each day we are getting far and far from nature, from the wild. Everything is so sterilized, chemical and modified by the humans that we are losing our true essence.
I look for the wild in every place, from a spider web in my backyard to the mystery of the forests, mostly in books since we don’t have a forest close by.
Sometimes we need to get lost in the wild to find our true-self!
Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.
Emily Dickinson lived all her life in Massachusetts, USA. Never traveled far, but her words took flight and her poems are known all over the world. My favorite is this one above. I wonder if she could imagine that after centuries her words will still be traveling and touching the soul of many people.
Today’s word for Sunday Stills is flight, so nothing better than feathers and a poem about feathers to make our imagination fly away.
Today’s the theme is Fresh, well, so many things fresh things around me this morning:
The fresh flowers I’ve on my kitchen counter, fresh eggs, from the farm market, that I scrambled for my husband, fresh laundry waiting to be ironed, a new book on my coffee table …, but today I want to show the freshness of a habit, my journaling practice. I hope I have captured it below:
Let us live simply in the freshness of the present moment, in the clarity of pure awakened mind.
The freshness of a new morning Coffee fragance diffusing through the kitchen Blank pages waiting Waiting for words And thoughts To surrender to the moment
Today, Terri asks us to post about Frozen, an easy theme for me. I only need to cross a street to take a few pics of a frozen river. Many pretty spots to shoot, but this one above is magical, an ice sculpture!
This corner was sparking while being bathed with sunshine. I stopped there a little bit, a few minutes of solitude listening to the water move under the ice.
And on the way, I found this piece of ice shaped like a heart. Yes, secret messages everywhere.
Hope you enjoyed to walk along the frozen river with me.