Why are we only giving each other presents on special occasions....why not on just an ordinary day..and why are we not giving presents to ourselves..just for being there..!
With this I don't mean anything like for instance the perfume you buy..saying to the lady in the shop..-No you don't have to make a parcel of it...no ribbons or beautiful wrapping paper..ITS JUST FOR ME..-I mean gifts you CAN'T buy...gifts that are THERE...around you every day but we rarely see as such..
Give yourself something really really special..and make a little journal in which you write...today I gave myself....a lady bird...because it landed on my shoulder..chasing a white feather in the wind and keeping it..or, today I gave myself the beautiful smile of my daughter when she saw me standing on her doorstep..
-I give myself -the present-because I am so fortunate to live it..-
“To get up each morning with the resolve to be happy... is to set our own conditions to the events of each day. To do this is to condition circumstances instead of being conditioned by them.”
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Oh dearest, I literally saw your comment pop in as I was about to leave the computer to go to the lake to make a walk with Ruben; dearest, you see the light, don't you? You understand...you know what I am trying to say. We are so fortunate, so blessed, so incredibly honored, humbled and in awe of this gift that we have been given: LIFE and the ability to think, create and make sense of it. WE make the sense of it from the inspiration and spirit within and WITHOUT..the thing that is bigger than us also resides IN US....oh, your daughter, what a lucky young woman to have YOU as her MOEDER....SOOOO GOOD TO SEE YOU DEAREST and I SO love the drawing you made for Penny. Mozes and Miss M. are the most precious little souls...for they live in you.
Oh, have a happy day...and thinking of you.....Nita
LOVE ON!
I just had to come again as I am waiting for Ruben to get ready to go to our lake....your thoughts are in my heart for the day. We are going to a part of the city where there is a tree by the shore of Lake Harriet. There is a little fairy door at the trunk of the tree and little children leave notes in a basket there. Then, a magical faery answers their letters and posts them at the tree...so darling. I will make a request of the Lake Harriet Faery to fly away over the ocean to sprinkle a little Minneapolis Magic at the Hilltop, just from me. Bises, Nita
Oh dear Dutchess, wat zeg je dat weer mooi.
Elke dag is een geschenk.
Geluk kan zo simpel zijn.
Liefs en een glimlach.
Mapi x
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