Love
This could be fun.
So it is Love Your World. Create Your World. Tell Your Story. Refresh Your World. Love your Wardrobe. Tell your Story.
Love Your World—Be Kind in Your World—Share Your Joy with the World
Or, LOVE YOUR WORLD: does it tell your Story? Does it show your passions? Is everything you are surrounded by useful and/or beautiful—and speaks your Story out loud.
Are you up to the challenge to Love Your World by truly loving yourself? Are you silently waiting to Tell your remarkably unique, generous, and filled with wonders stories.?
You may say, “I don’t understand.” Well, I did not either. Loving my world sounds selfish. It is one of the kindest actions we can do for all around us. Because out of that Love for ourselves, we learn how to give unconditional love to everyone we meet and every human connection that ends a coffee date, a fight, or other interactions we are able to make any and all encounters memorable drift in feelings of that was good.
Today is the day to take and tackle that challenge of the statement Love. Your. World. What will happen will be an opening of pure kindness filling in your heart and warming your body, and having a clear head that is nowhere, but in the present moment—Then comes the next step. Take Create Your World and start the journey of what you envision —your way. Then the best part comes; Share Your World with everyone you have contact with, be it for a minute or a lifetime. There is no timeline or finished project with Love Your World. It is a work in progress with Low Valleys and Tallest Mountains.
As you know, whether Low Valleys or High, High Mountains, we all have tools we can use and can ask for support, especially after sharing your stories.
Play into intent when you Love Your World. It will feel more purposeful, engaging, and in the moment. Creating a fuller life. So, when you drink that first cup of coffee. Or, Orange Juice. Stand still and say to yourself; I am drinking a cup of coffee. And, be in the moment. What do you think you will notice?
To wrap up the thoughts from Love Your World Vol.1 Chapter1 Year 21
- Any questions, ideas, stories, concerns, PLEASE, pop them this way. Your input is the vital part of a change in something, discussing different views on a long laundry list, and funny things about life I found while walking around Fargo, ND in -49 degree weather. We will take all inquiries. The specialty is knowing little about a lot and lot, and lot.
- Work finding out what you love and how do you manifest it. Is it shoes? Do you carefully curated them, or are they without a stable home in the closet?
- Do you collect antique creamers? What Story does it tell you? Happy? Sad? Or, is it no longer useful or beautiful?
- I encourage you to do the homework presented. Maybe with a glass of wine. Or, more substantial like a box of dark chocolate. You all must love dark chocolate. Or, do you dare like caramel? You are forgiven.
Never thought I would live with deer
I met them before I moved in. Two bucks proudly standing guard. I thought how regal. Their eloquent stature was breathtaking—what a good omen. Moving here is right.
Then they welcomed us to their home. Every time from the light of dawn to the time sleeping and when being robust. They marked their space—all twenty-seven of them.
They had no problem sharing room. Making themselves comfortable around and about a natural, alpine, and mildly wild suburban backyard. A red fox joined them the other day. All were happy. A hearty Red Hawk flies overhead and calls out a message to the deer herding below. Regularly.
Guarding their view, a magpie sits on their back. Sharing births of new ones by putting them on the stamped patio. Hosting family gatherings during holidays by strolling on the porch. Sunbathing. Sitting still in a snowstorm. Coming on deck to feed on the ivy draping over the rails in a lush green that no deer could resist. Their being in the moment is humbling. Am I in the moment?
Shyness does not come with them. The deer as a whole are social and practice inclusive ways. I take notice as I live with them. I ask the audience in me that is observing these creatures, if I can be inclusive.
Never thought I would live with deer. I have learned so much from these beings that live here twenty-four seven. I have received knowledge and have had a heart filled with joy, and my spirit of compassion grow, as well as some tug a war of too close of a neighbor they might be at times.
They have always been here. They came with the house. They were the omen that said,” it is the right move.”
But, never thought I would live with deer.
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