I have walked in the rain before, but this time I got soaked. REALLY soaked, I now know what it is like to be soaking wet. I was able to protect the camera with a doggie poop bag. but the rest of me even though I had a lite rain jacket on, hat and my hood over the hat.. got wet right through. I marvel at how wonderful it was, the sound of the rain falling hard at times, and then letting up, but not stopping… even where a tall tree would in the past have given some shade, there was no reprieve from the falling rain drops.
There was no going back I had already started on the boardwalk, (it is a 1 way) and if I am to be honest with myself, I wanted the experience, the young families I’d met on my way down to the walkway, would be safe and snug in their cars by now.. I basically had the place to myself. The rain was hard enough, there were no birds singing or chattering in the trees, and none of the small animals were scurrying looking for food. Everyone had taken cover. The two wild turkeys that I met earlier, that sauntered down the middle of the road, causing me to actually stop so that they could get ahead of me.. then just coast along behind them, were likely on their way home before the rain.. and they too were likely sheltered somewhere.
Only the human was out =^_^= strolling along the now very wet boardwalk. The wooden planks glistened with the water, the drops danced off the boards and rolled along to the edges or pooled in the small crevices and cracks.
No one can take away the joy you get from putting your whole heart into something. The joy you feel when you’ve put your all into something is yours and yours alone. Nobody can take that away from you.
Perfect Liberty 2020.29
Will there be consequences.. likely, I was cold by the time I got home and was able to get out of the wet clothes. Even a hot shower didn’t take the chills away. I did make myself a warm lunch, and now will go wrap myself in a warm fleece blanket. LOL when I removed all the items from the many pockets of my hiking gear, guess what I found.. a plastic poncho still in its brand new sealed bag.
I’ll leave you with a photo of my latest post card.
Guess who is having fun in her studio! Silly goose me! October is jut around the corner, I have begun my fall inventory.
PL Precept #1 Life is art!!
Every day is a new beginning, every page will tell a different story. Door # 3 has a couple more pages to do, I ran out of the card page I wanted. It will be done this week.
You have heard me say often enough- Finish what you start… Especially on a creative art piece. Each piece has its own feeling, its own identity, when you leave something too long, it is no longer that same vibe when you pick it up again. You have changed. Yes, every day, we grow, we learn, we advance in our “story” No two days are alike.
PL calendar day 2 Live each day filled with hope
Even in those situations when you feel trapped with no way out, face every challenge with purpose and enthusiasm and you will always find a way.
The snow was beautiful today, it was light, fluffy and brought with it a warmer weather that made it a delight to walk from the mall to the car. When I got to the car U wasn’t so enthralled, In the short time I had been in the mall, the car was covered in a blanket of snow that obscured all the details, leaving just the outline of the Rav. The windows were in need of a good brushing, I’d also have to clear off the roof or the snow would fall and impede my view while driving. Guess where my gloves were?
Noooo you really don’t want to know what crossed my mind when I realized I’d have to move snow from the doors and windows prior to opening the door with my sleeve. =^_^= … the little crystals of snow, were dainty and fluffy, they were floating around like little feathers. I couldn’t help but appreciate their charm. That didn’t stop me from realizing that they would all dive into the car as soon as I opened the door. So be it. After all my gloves would be inside, then I could start the car, and come back out and clear the car, AND if I was lucky the brush with the long handle would be handy. … … …. It wasn’t.
The drive home was slow….. like turtles all in a row we crawled. Big trucks were turning and sliding around corners a seasoned winter driver, I knew to leave a car length between my car and the one in front,, more if I could. Those who didn’t chanced kissing bumpers. More than once I had to double brake to deal with the mush and greasy road surface. My adventure, its times like this that I talk to the Universe and count my blessings.
Life is to be enjoyed, and no matter what, I do my best to find the happy in whatever it is I’m living. Even if it is to walk into my “upset” room for a moment to vent, once I’ve done it, I can walk back out, close the door and move on. Expression is a gift, try to be as creative as you can, if you hold back the negative moment will fester, if you acknowledge it, and give it is due, the moment passes. Trust me, in life there is always balance, you can’t have “one” with out the other..
TAOIST Life is Art (Perfect Liberty precept #1)
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--- there are two energies, Yin and Yang = ONE
---to have balance we must live each moment
of our lives.. with Makoto (sincerity)
The only constant in life is change. I am grounded in the reality of Living.
This is true, in all worlds. RL or virtual. I am me and only me.