Treasure Hunting

This is what I saw when I stepped outside early Thanksgiving morning. 

Amazing, eh? I'm so glad I looked up. 

What I know is these moments of sheer delight and incredible beauty 

are happening all the time. 

I miss seeing them because I'm so often looking down 

at my own thoughts, plans, expectations. 

"Open my eyes that I may see glimpses of truth thou hast for me" 

are words from a familiar hymn I've sung all my life. 

I think I'm beginning to understand that these glimpses of truth 

are those times when joy, peace--happiness, if you will--fill my spirit, 

and I have had absolutely nothing to do with it.  

My spirit's responses to Caleb's writing "M.E.", and the morning's beautiful sky-art 

are definitely soul-feelings, not the worldly-feelings that come 

from performing, achieving, or doing anything to gain happiness. 

Worldly-feelings of happiness come with a price; 

soul-feeling-happiness is absolutely free! 

It feels like I'm on a treasure hunt 

as I begin collecting these moments of SFH. 

Wonder what's next?

Gratitude Blogging

It's the day before Thanksgiving, and for reasons I cannot fully explain, 

I've decided to create a blog site.  

Before I think myself out of it, I'm going to trust M.E. 

(that's my new grandmother name) and just go with it.  

I've had the pleasure of spending the past several days with my older grandson,
Caleb, and it's his recent spelling of my grandmother name
that prompted this blog site.  

I've gone by Emmy since he was a baby, 

but when he created a piece of artwork for me the other day, he wrote, "For M.E.".  

I like it! As the saying goes, "Wherever you go, there you are." 

In fact, the older I get, the more comfortable I am with the M.E. 

that just keeps showing up to be present, aware, and grateful for what is.  

So, today, among so many things, I am grateful for Caleb and his innocent wisdom 

in reminding me of who I am...just M.E.  

It's usually enough, you know.