it’s the ability to deal with them.” – Steve Maraboli
What makes a perfect day? Getting up before the alarm, pulling on clean clothes, arriving in plenty of time, no hurry or hustle, everything flowing smoothly from one thing to the next, with plenty of time to do whats necessary as the day flows on through?
Even when we’re ready, fully prepared for our day, there’s a bazillion things that are out of our control.
No one promised that life would be perfect, that everything would go the way we wanted it to.
When things go awry, the secret is in how we deal with them that makes our day.
Our response is the difference to happy v unhappy.
Wishing you a fabulous day, full of much happiness as you flow from one thing to the next.
Writing – For me Sunday is a day of rest. You don’t need to be a Christian to have a day of rest.
When we work for ourselves, its important to take time off. One day of the week for R&R. One day to relax in the best way to match our relaxation style.
The background photo is some of the beautiful daffodils sprinkled around the Garden City.
“Happiness is not a goal, it is a byproduct” – Eleanor Roosevelt
The spring blossoms are painting pretty vistas all over The Garden City at the moment. Spring always makes me feel happy.
Today we begin a happiness series. I hope it lifts you up and gives you courage to take on the day with great expectations of happiness.
In Writing, Lucas arrives at the police station for the early morning shift to find his old friend Shane in the cells. The circumstances of his arrest were out of Shanes hands and he wants to start over and break away from the lifestyle he’s been involved in.
As you work towards your goals, I hope waves of happiness flow through you, washing your day with joy and peace.
“Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.” – Mother Teresa
PM Jacinda Adern of NZ, frequently asks the team of five million to be kind to each other.
The kindness of a teacher, coach, or scout leader cheered us up, encouraged us when we were young.
Let’s send out endless echoes today, being kind to everyone we meet.
In writing today, its complicated, with twists and turns. Oh what fun. Thank goodness I took time to plot this – not a detailed plot just points to write to. I know where I’m going and how to get there.
Each day, between us, we can just feed one person at a time.
“If you can’t feed a hundred people, then feed just one.” – Mother Teresa
True, there are so many in need it can feel overwhelming. And yes, some people are looking for a handout and not a hand up.
My friend Murray made an interesting observation this week as we remember the 9/11 disaster. His post noted how hard it was for many at the time.
He purchased his tourism business in August. The twin towers and the pentagon were hit in September.
The tourists with plenty of money to spend stopped coming. He had an instant drop in income.
There were no government handouts. In order to put food on the table he did whatever it took. Many, many small jobs, including an original version of uba. He continued looking for other ways to make his business succeed, and he did. But the tourist profile changed, so he adapted his business.
The times were desperate. His family needed to be fed and his commitments met.
Times are tough again. When we are stressed, our creative juices dry up, but we can nurture them to flow.
To be creative in ways to feed ourselves and give away just one meal. We could all do that, couldn’t we?
As much as it is possible, find things to laugh at.
In between, take a digital holiday and let your creative brain have free reign as you walk, jog, paint or watch white clouds drift across the blue sky.
Find what tickles your funny bone and comment below, laughter is the best medicine. When we open our eyes to joy, we see more opportunities.
May you find awesome blessings to brighten your day.
In My Writing The mystery man who turned up at Lauri’s Mom’s Memorial Service is getting even more mysterious.
Actually, I love a good storm. It clears the air and paints the world clean.
But I hate the storms with high winds and destruction knocking out power, and damaging property.
I didn’t make it all the way home last night because the wind gusts were too strong against my high sided RV.
After being pushed across into oncoming traffic with the strong wind gusts, it was time to reassess the situation. How fortunate to be able to pull over and park up safe, away from trees, nose into the wind.
Around 2am I was woken by Benji trying to burrow under my pillow. He’s never been afraid of thunder and lightning before! I wasn’t too impressed with the early wake up call at 2am.
Yet how can I judge my faithful little companion who comes and presses into me when I’m sad.
This isn’t on the grand scale of Mother Teresa’s love, but a good reminder not to judge, instead to fill our hearts with compassion, comfort and understanding for scared little dogs and frightened or sad people.
“If you judge people, you have no time to love them.” – Mother Teresa
Have a truly awesome day, especially if you have work to do repairing damage or waiting for power to be restored – just breath and count your blessings.
Wisdom is thinking through the warnings, taking everything into consideration and then making a decision.
There are trees across state highway 1, powerlines are down, causing fires, roofs and sheds have been blown away. Don’t go!
A front came through rocking the campervan around, the rain heavy. Dont go.
Check in with what is actually happening. The sun is shining. Its cold. The odd sciff of rain is coming through. Maybe I can go?
Other girls have got through. Maybe?
The Motorhome Babes are meeting in the village of Glenavy, near the mouth of the Waitaki River. Its been months in the planning. We’re at level Delta2. People can gather, inside up to 50 if the space is a certain size, 100 if its outdoor.
We’re all in our own shelter – some of us even live in our RV fulltime.
The front went through. The wind died down. The sun came out. I went.
The tree blocking the road at 3am was long since cleared. No flooding. Some of the babes left homes with no power, shed blown away. Nothing more they could do.
Forty brave girls put on their big girls panties and drove their RVs with courage. Getting more familiar with driving, backing, parking, hooking up (the power) emptying the waste, with every trip.
Last night’s gathering was fun. One babe had been chatted up, invited out for a beer. Did I mention the average age of the babes is around sixty? Although this babe is much younger, a true babe.
Sometimes wisdom isn’t looking at what the masses are doing, but thinking for yourself.
Sometimes the photo of the sunrise is its reflection and not the sunrise itself.
Watching the sunrise at the Twelve Apostles, everyone was facing east. Except me. I was facing west, watching the sunrise on the (no longer) Twelve Apostles, Victoria, Australia. Wisdom isn’t always following the masses.
Writing was brief – I needed to pack up, before taking the boys to school.
My MC meets a stranger she’s never met before, yet he seems familiar. He lingers after her Mom’s memorial service. He knew her Mum. But who is he? A murderer? No, he’s an old man with a shuffle more than a walk.
Today’s photo is The Southern Alps of New Zealand, looking up the mighty Waitaki River.