It's the Little Things

A couple weeks ago I was laying in bed on a lazy weekend morning, talking with Keri and planning our day. As I was laying on my side looking at Keri, I occasionally would peek outside our window to look at birds and squirrels. As I was looking out there I discovered in the leaves and branches of the trees a familiar shape. I refocused my eyes and looked a little harder.

I said to Keri, "Look, baby, we have a puppy outside in our tree". I do this kind of thing all the time. I see images in random patterns of clouds, leaves, grains of wood, swirls of marble, and just about anywhere. I have tried pointing these things out to Keri over the years and we just see things differently. She knows this and I tend to forget, so when I tried to show her the puppy she said I have a hard time seeing those things, but you can tell me about it.

There was a cute little husky puppy out there. It looked to me like he standing right at my feet, looking up at me with big puppy eyes as if he wanted a treat or some lovin'. I told Keri we need to name this puppy. She said, "Ok, let's call him Roscoe".

Even though she can't see him and he's not really real, I'm happy to have a puppy around the house until our new puppy is born and is old enough to come home with us.

I got us a 2 for 1 deal

Wanna play pretend a little bit? C'mon it'll be fun. Oh goodie, I knew you'd wanna play. OK, pretend to close your eyes and picture this in your mind as your eyes flow over the words. Picture a pristine blue sky with the perfect contrast of a green rolling grassy hillside. The hill is sparsely dotted with fruit trees and moderately dotted with wild flowers. Meadering along the base of this rich grassy hill is a wide dirt road. Beautiful, isn't it? So peacful. There's probably even a small babbling brook running along side the road.

Ok, now pretend on that dirt road you see a horse pulling a wooden wagon with big wooden wheels with a pioneer looking farmer at the reins. If you pay close attention you can hear the rhythm of thuds the horses' hooves are making against the dirt and the tiny little squeak's the wheels and wood are making as it is being pulled by the horse. I can even see the dark worn leather of the man's boots and hear the beautiful squeak of the leather harness and reins. Can you hear the trickle of the brook? Doesn't imagining all of those details of such a simple thing totally whisk you away?

As I laid out the details for you to imagine, didn't you totally forget about your to do list? That was just an added bonus, because my original point was to have you visualize the man holding a carrot out in front of the horse. Why? To prove a point and in the fun of describing what I wanted you to picture I got us a two for one deal.

The original plan was to create an image in your mind of a man and a horse on a path. The horse doesn't really know where they are headed, but he is focused on that carrot because getting that carrot is what makes him happy. He just keeps his focus on what makes him happy and he places all of his trust in guidance he receives from the man. He knows he will get a carrot, and until he does he maintains that focus.

This is what we have to do, you see. We know what we want, and we don't know exactly how we're going to get there. As we maintain our focus upon the things that make us happy, the path to our destination will be revealed as we round each corner.

The bonus was learning about following your bliss, and that is what I was doing in describing the hillside. This is exactly why writing is so fun for me because it's kinda like painting, but with words and in writing, I feel I can reach a broader audience with deeper meaning than I ever achieved with my paintings. Positively affecting others lives is my purpose. I am living my purpose and I am LOVING it. It is so fulfilling. I haven't made one red cent on this blog in the last year and that never was my intention anyway, but I have never felt more abundance in my life. Thank you Apozitude.