Love, hope, dreams. Sometimes I wonder if we’re all dreaming and hoping for the impossible. Sometimes I feel like we’re casting the fishing lines into the sea, when the fish will bite the lines and tug so strongly that they’ll tug us over the cliff and land us on the rocks in the sea below. I often wonder ‘is it possible‘. Sometimes I believe. Sometimes I keep on believing in hope, in love, in laughter, in light. In living a life beyond your/my wildest imaginations. One hundred and fifty four. You can find love. With others. With yourself. With the world. Continue reading “One Hundred and Fifty Four: You can find love, yes, you (reblog)”
Someone just sent me the following message
Place your mouse on the E below and drag to the U.
Even though you can’t see him, god is there for yoU
One Hundred and Fifty Two. I tried to write a 152nd reason. My original reason – the pictures of Masca which I can’t upload – can be viewed here (please do check it out and make the hour I spent making it look presentable worth it). 152. Keep trying. If at first you don’t succeed, blast off! The cliffs are, the cliffs. At a distance it’s difficult to see just how awesome and amazing they are. Especially because they look so small. When you come near you see how impossible it is to take a picture as they tower above you. There were a load of boats sailing (rowing/motoring?) along as we came near. A couple were pulled into the harbour. I wonder if there’s any way of seeing the beauty other than from sea.
So long as there’s life, there’s hope.
I came across this article by Sara Debbie Gutfreund. I’m reblogging this for my 151st reason. Hey, I love that number! It’s symmetrical. I love nature. I sat videoing the ocean for hours and would have continued if the tide wasn’t drenching me. Though I don’t think I’d ever do what what Cheryl Strayed did, and adventure alone in the wild. Continue reading “One hundred and Fifty One: Adventures in the wild, self discovery”
I watched this video. It brought me to tears. Thank you Shane Koyczan for posting this.
One Hundred and Thirty Nine. Life itself. I’m grateful to be here. I’m grateful that I’m grateful to be here. Continue reading “One Hundred and Thirty Nine: I’m grateful to be alive”
It’s the start of an entirely new year. A year I get to choose. I have the choices to make. The responsibility is mine. Looking back I see how often I refused to take responsibility. Continue reading “One Hundred and Forty Nine: 2019 – Taking ownership of my life”
Today is the last day I can date something as 2018. It’s the end of 2018 and nearly 2019. I was trying to think of a title for this reason. The end of a year. Living through a year. Reaching a new year. It’s all of it. Everything. It’s the end of another year. I find it weird to be here at the end of a year. The last day of 2018. The last day of a year. I find it hard to believe that an entire year has passed. Didn’t I just write my goals for 2018? Oh gosh, I just looked at that post to link it, and here’s what I wrote: Continue reading “One Hundred and Forty Eight: Moving forward”
Last week at a mindfulness course we did the mountain meditation. I listened to it again this morning. It says to compare ourselves to a mountain. Life happens. Storms rage. Winds howl. The sun shines. Snow glitters. Continue reading “One Hundred and Forty Seven: Mountain mindfulness meditation”
Journaling. One hundred and forty four. I can’t believe I’ve never written this as a reason before…. I mean, journaling, c’mon, it’s one of the first! Well, really it’s not the first, as can be seen, it’s reason 144. Continue reading “One Hundred and Forty Four: Journaling”
Random acts of kindness 101. Bottled water.
We were driving down the road and saw these stacks of bottles. Continue reading “One Hundred and Forty Three: The bottles of water”
I thought this was really helpful. I think I should dress up now! Put on makeup, curl my hair (and post a selfie on here???) Continue reading “One Hundred and Forty Two: 20 Questions to Ask Yourself if You Feel Like Giving Up (reblog)”
This post is a reblog. Never stop believing in yourself. For you can. You will. End of story. Continue reading “One Hundred and Forty: Never Stop Believing In Yourself (reblog)”
I saw this post and I loved it. Written about Continue reading “One Hundred and Thirty Seven: Feeling like drowning (reblog)”
Today I am sad.
Today I can be sad Continue reading “One Hundred and Thirty Six: Today I can be sad”