“How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live ’em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give ’em.” — Shel Silverstein
We can make life so complicated, can’t we? Sometimes it just helps to bring it back to the basics – like breathing. Are our breaths long and full, interrupted with a giggle or even a belly laugh? Or do we tend to breathe in short inhalations and exhalations, anticipating our next moves before completing the steps right in front of us? We know which is better for us, I guess it just depends on how important it is to us.
Today I’m off for my ‘barn’ tour. I am hoping to volunteer with an organization called “Lift Me Up” – their mission involves the use of animal therapy (primarily horses) when working with developmentally challenged children and young adults. It feels like a good fit for me on many levels – having experience with people who have unique needs (I’m not talking about attorneys here) and horses. It’s time to pay a little rent for the gift of being here in the first place – and this is also a way to up my happy quotient.
How hard can it be to embrace your day?
Depends how hard you hug it.
How fully can you live your life?
Depends what you put in it
How much joy can you find in a day
Depends on how you see it.
Have a good day all – find delight.
Interesting exercise – how did you read it? Please don’t run too far with your result – I read it as “life is nowhere” and immediately got upset with my self for not first seeing the more optimistic phrasing. The beauty of course is that we can look at it again and opt for the interpretation which most closely aligns with what we believe.
Yesterday’s post prompted a response from Christine – her blog TheBookOfAlice.com delivers a daily dose of delight (my how alliterative!). She wrote that she was going to consider arbitrary ‘love-bombings’ – placing Post-It notes with a positive thought in unlikely places. I’m sure she wasn’t suggesting that one paper a wall with such messages (after all, she read “You Are Special” on the wall in a ladies’ room). Ok, Christine, you’re on. I’m going to do this today – the Post-Its and felt tip marker are already in my bag. I realize it’s not the greenest approach, but what if one person takes the note to heart? Puts it in his/her pocket? Shares it with someone else? Ok, I admit it’s a little hokey, even a contrivance. It also sounds like fun and if I don’t get caught, a challenge to myself to do something a little out of the ordinary. Yes, I admit – I’m feeling a little exhilarated.
Perhaps too, I need to put some more positive energy out there – and maybe it will return to those for whom I wish the most wonderful things. Who knows? Maybe it’s just about adding some new accessories to my daily outfit (metaphorically speaking). Shel Silverstein, who delighted my children and me for years with his tender poems and stories penned a lovely little rhyme which seems apropos this morning…
May the hugs be with you.