I don\u2019t always get to sit and share coffee with my love
\nmaybe a couple of times a week<\/p>\n
and when I do it is always he, who
\nfills me up
\nwhen I am firmly ensconced in a good book
\nI am not always aware when it has been poured
\nand again I am
\nfull
\nbut when it happens that some little thing
\ngives me a nudge
\nto
\nnotice
\nI stop what I am reading, I breathe
\nI smile
\nand I say Thank you to my love
\nfor filling me
\nup<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t always get to wash my hair
\non work days I pull it up in a ponytail
\nand go
\non my days off, I luxuriate in the warm water
\nand I
\nnotice
\nthe real pleasure of gentle massage
\nand kindness
\nthe feeling of fresh and light
\nand
\nclean
\nand the great privilege
\nof this<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t always get to see the sunrise
\nat this time of year my work day starts well
\nbefore the sun (and indeed I) are ready to be
\nroused
\nand some dreary fall days change from darkness
\nto morning light
\nare hardly
\nnotable
\nyesterday, on my path to the greenhouse
\nI am drawn to
\nnotice
\nthe glorious rising of light
\nmagnificent ethereal wings extend across the sky
\nin wisps of a brilliant feathery pink
\nbeside which are stunning blends of orange,
\nyellow and a soft glowing red
\nstretching out
\nI wonder for a brief moment, if anyone else
\ncan see
\namazed by this beauty, I breathe it in
\nand express great gratitude for a show
\nof colours much grander
\nthan
\nI
\nand despite the cold wind, I expand myself
\nand make this
\nthe start of a
\nbeautiful
\nday<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t always feel up to receiving
\nafter a long hard day
\nI am tired, and achy and wishing for
\nquiet comfort
\nwrapping myself in a sweater, I sit down
\nwith a hot cup of tea
\nroutinely checking messages, I pause
\nto
\nnotice
\na kindness
\nto read the words,
\n\u2018this made me think of you\u2019
\nare there ever any nicer?
\nand to share some love and a virtual
\nhug
\nwith someone dear, a very real
\nconnecting of our hearts
\nhas the power to
\nsoothe my every whinge
\nand
\nsuddenly I am softened
\nwarmed
\nand
\nblessed<\/p>\n
possibly in today\u2019s world of bad news
\nand worse news
\nand
\nfear
\nwe seem to revel in deaths, destruction
\nand downfalls
\nexpressing our outrage
\nin uncovering and exposing
\nand every confounded unsightly detail
\nrepeated and blatantly discussed
\nover and over
\nand
\nover<\/p>\n
perhaps we fail sometimes
\nto
\nnotice
\nthe Love
\nthe Beauty
\nthe Kindness
\nand indeed the Peace
\nwe are offered everyday
\nin small
\n(and sometimes very grand)
\nways<\/p>\n
but you see, in the blessing of
\na life of
\ngratitude and ease<\/p>\n
and too, in just a pause
\nto recognize<\/p>\n
we are always being drawn
\nby the divine<\/p>\n
to a
\nnoticing \u2665<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"