Linkin is so sweet. She sends me hearts. All the time. Hearts from my Granddaughter.
We have gifts from the earth. Gifts from family and friends. They are all so special, special, special.
(Linkin and her Guy.)
From my world to your heart!
Linda
My feet have been giving me the dickens of a time. Ever since that porcupine quill stab.
But I think, finally, after weeks and weeks and weeks of being unable to walk
They have finally (hopefully) got on the right track. The infection is now gone.
YAY!
The regular gout is now gone.
They are now treating me for pseudogout. (Who knew?)
Anyway, I CAN WALK AGAIN! I can walk without too much pain! The swelling is down enough that I can wear my beloved flip-flops again. AND I can work in my yard in short bursts of time!
I am hoping and praying the medication is clearing everything up so I can be back to myself.
Still, all in all, the earth has been kind to me — everywhere I have been, I always see at least one heart.
Then there is that stunning, beautiful sky!
I am sooooooooooooooooooo very blessed.
Thank you, each and every one, for your continued readership and your comments! Thank you for the hearts you send, because there is always love in a heart. And thank you for the rainbows- the promise of better to come!
From my heart to your world,
Linda
So, of course, I have to be on the lookout for Hearts!
And YES!!! They are here!
And EVERYWHERE!
My heart sings! I always, always tell the rock thank you, then I tell the earth thank you!
For (after all) love is a fragile thing and needs to be recognized when you are gifted with love!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Go on a walk. Among the sighing of the drying corn, the rustling of the (Thankfully) dying weeds
To touch the earth with my feet.
Boo Berry and I, and sometimes,
but not always TLC.
Sometimes Terry goes with us. Not often, he is usually busy, but still sometimes.
We go many places here and there upon the farm. No work in mind, just being one with the earth.
I always take my camera—and I always look for kisses [hearts] from the earth. Because they are there. We just have to look.
Raining or not, we go. I just need to feel the earth, the sky, the air, be blessed by the sun, the moon, or the rain.
Sometimes—I have to go outside.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I’ve been thinking about getting old(er)
And still flourishing—how to keep on keeping on, as it may
I think it comes down to just a few things: thrive by creating joy. Really, I know I seem to harp on this, but I can’t express it enough.
Events promote happiness, but joy comes from your soul.
Move! Get up and ‘do’ something that brings happiness to your core.
Then look for glimmers to fill your thoughts instead of negative, beating yourself up, thoughts. Replace those horrid things with Glimmers. Once you have the glimmer, tell the negative thought to banish from your mind, evermore.
Then quiet your mind and observe your world. No matter where you live, country, city, suburb–on a riverboat…it doesn’t matter.
There are gifts everywhere, and these gifts can change your life to one of beauty and joy.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
Joy! Joy! To you and me —-that amazing, glorious moon, rising through the haze, seen peaking at us from beneath clouds!
Shadows under the Willow tree— giving shade to any who wish
One! (1) lonely Heavenly Blue Morning Trumpet—what an amazing glimmer
And then, when I am a little on the sad side, or the worried side, or just feeling a bit down…I am gifted kisses from the earth!
Oh! Lift up your heart! Sing loudly from your soul! Who can ask for more?
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I believe God speaks to us—through soft whisperings of the earth. Here is a Rock Flower in the canal—ready for us to see—just before the water comes.
A gift!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I must admit
There are times when my thoughts
Are not as perky as they should be.
When a weight seems to weigh heavy
A nose-dive, to be sure.
But it never, ever fails…that when I’m in a funk…the earth gives to me a heart.
How can I stay in a dark place
When there are amazing gifts everywhere?
I am truly blessed! As you are too, all we have to do is look.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
Sometimes, when things appear to become overwhelming,
I seem to have a hard time catching my breath
More than catching my breath
Actually, breathing!
It’s like I’m holding my breath
Bracing myself before the next shoe might fall
And, of course, the operative word
Is might.
And then— I learn that the Earth always says:
“Might” is a pretty vague word–
Believe, instead in Magic.
For Magic is right there existing for, and with, us— always, and evermore.
From my world to your Heart,
Linda
I have been a tad depressed, or anxious, or something lately
I have finally decided it is because of the smoke enveloping everything
Although, the wind does thin the smoke randomly giving us a taste of Blue
The smoke is still there engulfing us randomly
It was while we were up at the Upper End, I looked down at a most unusual Rock
It was a heart!
The Earth, our farm, the Universe telling me–Don’t dispair, All is not lost, joy has not vanished.
I brought it home to live with my other ‘found’ hearts. 🙂
Sometimes we need little reminders, don’t we?
From my world to your heart,
Linda
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