Wonders & loves

I am starting a new weekly rhythm here every week, where I share about the things I’m grateful for. Finding the beauty in things & really {{feeling}} it creates a loving & very healing energy. So much of our body’s health is woven into our internal being, our thoughts & feelings. Noticing beauty helps keep our minds & hearts open, which can create a healthy & clear circuit of well-being in our bodies.

This week in April ~

I love the road of flowering trees & the shimmering body of water I drive past every day.

I love that I walked in the forest today with someone I love, & it was one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been. The sweet, golden smell of sunlight on trees. The turquoise glow of river.

I love that I’ve finally found a way to drink medicinal teas that actually speaks to me ~ tea infusions. Take a handful of tea/herbs {I used nettle & red clover yesterday} & put it in a quart jar. Pour boiling water to the top & let sit for 4-8 hours. Strain out the plant material & drink. So simple & good, which is what I need.

I love that my very restless & grumpy baby is asleep right now & with his angels in dream time.

I love the healing journey I’m on of truth & compassion, together. They are the guiding lights of my life.

I love that my car is fixed now & I can drive safely again & listen to music & pray & be moved to tears by all the beautiful life I drive past & baby can nap more easily & there is a precious stillness that it all gives my day. Now if only I could figure out how to convert my car from running on gas to something healthier, it would really light up my heart.

I love the soft silver glow of the sky as the sun shines on another part of the earth & brings us night time.

I love that I get to visit a new land soon & hear it speak to me.

I love that I have very special friends who inspire me by how heartfelt they are. These friendships have been healing to experience in my life, a life where I love many, many people but truly befriend few.

I love experiencing the waking up of us all collectively. It is extremely painful & exquisitely precious.

I love crying & saying the words to myself that my heart so longs to hear in the moment. I love that I know how to be a safe, truly loving home for myself, & that it makes me more able to hold that loving home for others too, which is my greatest dream as mama, friend, daughter, family, lover, human, flawed being.

I love the idea that to receive without even asking is the most beautiful gift *and* to receive because we’ve asked is also the most beautiful gift. People are not mind-readers. This is a theme I’ve been working with intimately lately.

I love what someone I admire said recently :: they said we are valuable simply because we are life. Life is what is of value. & our ways of doing things as humans should be :: completely :: centered around tending to & caring about that. It is that simple. Life is fleeting & delicate & ever-changing. It is the most valuable treasure in God’s ever-expanding heart. Living as if money & power are more important than life is a grief I am continually doing healing work with for myself & the world. I am also loving that I am seeing many others who are feeling this same way & striving for new ways that hold life in reverence, rather than the dead ways that have lost their real sense & that we’ve been handed by an unconscious, wounded collective.

I love the sound of the frogs & crickets singing to the night world when I’m laying in bed.

My sleeping children. Safe, sweet, warm. {Added tonight as I write this & they lay preciously close.}

What ignites a sense of preciousness in your heart?

{{Note ~ this is last week's joy. Life has been so full & round. Another will be coming soon for this week's joys.}}