Thanks!

Anyways…just not quite as much fun for you without something to look at. So, you tell me…what joy are you seeing, right now, right where you are, either in your mind’s eye, or right in front of you.

It is a worthwhile practice, don’t you think? To practice seeing joy? Oh there is so much there. Don’t let your mind fool you into thinking you are hard-done-by. Feel your feelings, most certainly, and know that you are always, always a gazillion times more spacious, more beautiful, more light than anything you think, even anything you feel.

Try that on.
See joy. It’s always right here. It’s only right here.

Oh goodie. It worked!

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting–
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver

Oh sweet girl. Happy second birthday.

You are full of light, radiant.
Constantly amazing us.
Thank you for being.

Echo’s empathic parents planned the perfect birthday for her. Just a few close friends, in her own backyard, allowing her to be exactly who she wants to be. Comfortable, naked, simple delights.

Opening gifts when she wanted, at the pace she wanted.
Showing gratitude in her own way.
Fresh, homemade playdough.
Balloons. Flowers.
With plenty of freedom to just play.

What a lovely day.

::is irritated by neighbours walking in backyard to check out patio being built

::is overwhelmed and annoyed by MESS everywhere i look

::is wanting to freeze kids where they are, stop them from moving for period of time to clean mess, eat alone, listen to silence

::is stuck in thinking mind, numb in body, disconnected from feelings, from self

::is not seeing magic anywhere, seeking change, relief from shifting outer circumstances

big me

::hears the joy in these two beings playing, beauty in their perpetual motion

::feels warm sun streaming in window, morning sun filling life with light

::knows there is magic in every mundane, extraordinary moment

::writes this to connect with my true self, full and beautiful and open and divine and communing with every living being, always

::loves all of it, the mess, the fatigue, the chaos, the noise, the neighbour

::senses what is real…that we are all one, we are all The One

::giggles adoringly at small me and all of her fussing and fuming about nothing

::is loved for no reason at all, and so are you.

I want to be calm and quiet when Elliott falls or something happens. Reacting doesn’t help. (This is a specific request of his, actually. Oh what a boy he is.)

I want to allow more and interpret, explain, understand less. This habit of “explaining” is for my sake and not all that helpful to them. Allow…watch it unfold.

I want to say “yes” even more, then DO IT immediately, instead of “just let me finish…..”. He is SOOOO patient, really.

And the list goes on…
What are you creating for yourself? Who are you becoming?

When we shed these old patterns of thought, we become our true, fresh, responsive selves. It just feels sooooo good.

our raw milk being delivered by edible missoula friends

trusting there is no such thing as boredom

bliss balls
(choose any combination of ground almonds, ground flax seeds, sesame seeds, coconut, soaked dates, maple syrup, peanut butter-usually not raw, carrot meal-from juicing carrots, hemp seeds, water. mix to desired consistency and form into balls, roll in coconut or sesame seeds)

new raw food creations, like this wrap, inspired by Hannah at Natural Choices for Living
(Let me know if you want the ingredients and I will post them!)

moments like these…

I love believing in kindness towards children. When he grabs something from her, I don’t have to threaten, punish, shame, or ignore him. Instead I can open my heart, give her empathy, and then offer him love, knowing that is what he is asking for. I love that.

Life is supposed to be fun. You said, “I’ll go forth and choose. I’ll look at the data, and I’ll say, yes to this, and yes to this, and yes to this, and I’ll paint a picture of the things that I want, and I’ll vibrate about them, because that’s what I’m giving my attention to. And the Universe will respond to my vibration. And then I’ll stand in a new place where a whole new batch of yeses are available, and I’ll say yes to this, and yes to this, and yes to this.” You did not say, “I’ll go forth and struggle into joy”, because from your Nonphysical Perspective you know it is vibrationally not possible. You cannot struggle to joy. Struggle and joy are not on the same channel. You joy your way to joy. You laugh your way to success. It is through your joy that good things come.

jerry and esther hicks