I love supportive people in my life. The sound of rain falling in the forest tapping on the leaves. The feel of my dogs fur and heart beating fast when I touch them. The sunset or sunrise casting red, yellow light in the sky. The taste of plain ol' vanilla ice cream on my tongue. The good feeling it gives me to help others. The knowledge of a higher spirit supporting my decisions I make as life goes on.
I love my amazing partner, Nicole. She is warm and kind and curious and intuitive and tenacious and tender and gentle and fierce and she loves me for all that I am. She accepts me with my flaws and shortcomings and loves me relentlessly and unconditionally. I am beyond grateful to have her in my life.
I love being an auntie to some of the most incredible people. I love the sound of my younger nephews and nieces laughing and singing and being themselves. I love the kindness they show to those around them and I love seeing their friends who are equally kind and considerate at the birthday parties. I remember at my niece Emmy’s 13th birthday party last summer, I was helping my 87 year old mother navigate the one step up onto the porch type thing, and Emmy’s young friend, who had just arrived, scampered ahead and opened and held the door open for us, without even being asked. She just saw the need and responded. It warmed my heart so much.
I love the smell of winter thawing and giving way to spring. The scent of the earth waking up from its slumber. Similar, but different to the smell of the woods after a good summer rain.
I love the natural world and the area I live in that offers so many wonderful opportunities to explore nature. Even in my own front yard.
I love monarch butterflies and raising them from eggs or caterpillars in various stages to adult butterflies. I love watching them fly away after I gentle collect them from the enclosure and release them.
I love home made bread.
I love warm, comfy socks.
I love my family, but I also love that I have found a voice and have been able to separate myself from them when I know it’s not the best thing for my mental health.
I love my friends that have become family and who support and encourage me along life’s journey.
I love a good sunrise and a good sunset.
I love the feel of the sun on my skin.
I love the feel of the rain on my skin as well.
There’s so much more, I’m sure… but I need to go get ready for work… which, I mostly love.
Sharing life with my beloved Robert (and remembering the rainbow that appeared over the chapel after the wedding rehearsal, a love wink over 40 years ago)
The support and love of Betsy, Sarah and John as I face the challenges of living with a chronic health condition
Discovering the world thru the eyes of my grandson Paul
The changing scene of the mountain outside our window — from bare branches to rime ice to spring green leaves to sunlight-ful skies to misty clouds to bright oranges and yellows and reds to hang gliders - a gift every morning
I LOVE singing the song by Tom T Hall with my own words
😉
I LOVE remembering a certain double rainbow that I REALLY NEEDED and stopping to capture it in photos and feelings and wondering “where IS everybody?!” STOP look and listen for a second! Life is Good!
I love the amazing music you creat. I love the technology of the internet and the iPad I am using right now, that gives me the gifts of your music and meditations such as this one. I love my children and grandchildren. I love watching the sun rise and set. I love the gift of movement and dance. I love to create nourishing food for my husband. I love more things than I can think of. I too love rainbows and am excited when ever I am gifted with this miracle of light in big or little glimpses. I love so much more than I have time to write, right now. I love …..
Thank you, Carrie. I love the notion of a Cosmic Correspondent! And rainbows are wonder-full, beautiful, ever changing Presence that can’t be grasped but that holds us for a brief moment. After an encounter with the Cosmic Correspondent yesterday I wrote this poem in my journal:
I stumble with arms full
of broken, sharp-edged thoughts
into a clearing of open mind-
even just for a moment.
I have dreamed and fretted,
grasping all the pieces I carry;
my arms are tired, my heavy heart
circles around a well-worn path
I have traveled over and over,
pretending I am alone.
I gaze at the ground
where I am standing;
I take off my old shoes
and turn my head.
I see Your beautiful smile.
I smile; we laugh at my seriousness,
and I set down my sharp thoughts-
even just for a moment-
as we watch new snow fall
on a quiet morning at dawn.
Things I love: my husband of 45 years, my children and grandchildren, friends and family, trees in every season, the ocean and bodies of water, quiet time, reading, music- singing and listening ( this morning I am thinking of John Denver’s “Windsong” after a very windy night) birds, sunrise and sunset, blue skies, rainbows😉, walking among trees. ❤️
I love my girlfriend Katy. I want to help her when she is struggling. She wants to help me grow socially without changing my character. I don't believe in coincidences. I believe that she was placed into my life at a time when I was opening myself back up. Right now I don't see myself raising a (cross cultural and interracial) family back in my hometown in the USA, but I can see myself with a family in Quito.
I love dogs that seemingly show indiscriminate love. A love that sometimes I feel I don't deserve. One just has to care for them and they stay.
I love working across cultures and help talking through the differences and how to continue working together.
I love seeing people get uncomfortable and then come into a deeper faith.
I love mingas. A community work project. Someone in a community needs something worked on and the whole community comes together to help. Similar to Habitat for Humanity, but without the structure, it is really organic here. Seeing a short-term team come into a community and join in the minga. Not knowing each others language, faith journey, or experience, but shoulder to shoulder working and sweating together in high humidity and heat.
I love my sweetheart Chris and the time we spend together. I love my beautiful daughter, who never ceases to amaze me everyday. I love my brother, nieces, all my family here and passed on. My heavenly mom and dad whom I miss dearly. My little dog and little dog cuddles, my 2 cats and the sound of them purring when they are cuddled up with me. I love bodies of water (lakes, oceans, ponds, streams). Birds and bird chirps , silence, the smell of fresh rain. Rainbows that appear after the rain. Forests. I love my guitar ( especially that it’s autographed by you!) and learning new things, I love music and my favourite folk singer/song writer and poet who creates the magical music I love to listen to and inspired me to learn the guitar! Thank you Carrie!
I love supportive people in my life. The sound of rain falling in the forest tapping on the leaves. The feel of my dogs fur and heart beating fast when I touch them. The sunset or sunrise casting red, yellow light in the sky. The taste of plain ol' vanilla ice cream on my tongue. The good feeling it gives me to help others. The knowledge of a higher spirit supporting my decisions I make as life goes on.
Thank you for opening the flow of heartfelt gratitude on this special day!
I love my amazing partner, Nicole. She is warm and kind and curious and intuitive and tenacious and tender and gentle and fierce and she loves me for all that I am. She accepts me with my flaws and shortcomings and loves me relentlessly and unconditionally. I am beyond grateful to have her in my life.
I love being an auntie to some of the most incredible people. I love the sound of my younger nephews and nieces laughing and singing and being themselves. I love the kindness they show to those around them and I love seeing their friends who are equally kind and considerate at the birthday parties. I remember at my niece Emmy’s 13th birthday party last summer, I was helping my 87 year old mother navigate the one step up onto the porch type thing, and Emmy’s young friend, who had just arrived, scampered ahead and opened and held the door open for us, without even being asked. She just saw the need and responded. It warmed my heart so much.
I love the smell of winter thawing and giving way to spring. The scent of the earth waking up from its slumber. Similar, but different to the smell of the woods after a good summer rain.
I love the natural world and the area I live in that offers so many wonderful opportunities to explore nature. Even in my own front yard.
I love monarch butterflies and raising them from eggs or caterpillars in various stages to adult butterflies. I love watching them fly away after I gentle collect them from the enclosure and release them.
I love home made bread.
I love warm, comfy socks.
I love my family, but I also love that I have found a voice and have been able to separate myself from them when I know it’s not the best thing for my mental health.
I love my friends that have become family and who support and encourage me along life’s journey.
I love a good sunrise and a good sunset.
I love the feel of the sun on my skin.
I love the feel of the rain on my skin as well.
There’s so much more, I’m sure… but I need to go get ready for work… which, I mostly love.
1. My wife, Debbie
2. Our children, and the wonderful “bonus” children they added through marriage
3. Other family, including the best mother-in-law in the world and my unofficially adopted little sister
4. My dog, Denver
5. Time alone
6. A great cup of coffee in a handmade mug
7. My therapist, who is a wise teacher, healer, and mystic
8. Owls, stars, and interesting sticks
9. When a creative endeavor connects with another soul
10. Did I mention my dog?
THINGS I LOVE
Lesson’s learned the hard way
The crocuses popping up everywhere in my yard and the wonder of how they got there.
Being aware of the power of the light of love and forgiveness
Dog hugs
Gathering supper from my garden
How loving things of the earth is helping me love humans made of the same earth…even the human that is me.
Sharing life with my beloved Robert (and remembering the rainbow that appeared over the chapel after the wedding rehearsal, a love wink over 40 years ago)
The support and love of Betsy, Sarah and John as I face the challenges of living with a chronic health condition
Discovering the world thru the eyes of my grandson Paul
The changing scene of the mountain outside our window — from bare branches to rime ice to spring green leaves to sunlight-ful skies to misty clouds to bright oranges and yellows and reds to hang gliders - a gift every morning
I LOVE singing the song by Tom T Hall with my own words
😉
I LOVE remembering a certain double rainbow that I REALLY NEEDED and stopping to capture it in photos and feelings and wondering “where IS everybody?!” STOP look and listen for a second! Life is Good!
⛈🌫🌈🌈
“…and I….LOVE…YOU TOO!”
🎶
I love the amazing music you creat. I love the technology of the internet and the iPad I am using right now, that gives me the gifts of your music and meditations such as this one. I love my children and grandchildren. I love watching the sun rise and set. I love the gift of movement and dance. I love to create nourishing food for my husband. I love more things than I can think of. I too love rainbows and am excited when ever I am gifted with this miracle of light in big or little glimpses. I love so much more than I have time to write, right now. I love …..
Thank you, Carrie. I love the notion of a Cosmic Correspondent! And rainbows are wonder-full, beautiful, ever changing Presence that can’t be grasped but that holds us for a brief moment. After an encounter with the Cosmic Correspondent yesterday I wrote this poem in my journal:
I stumble with arms full
of broken, sharp-edged thoughts
into a clearing of open mind-
even just for a moment.
I have dreamed and fretted,
grasping all the pieces I carry;
my arms are tired, my heavy heart
circles around a well-worn path
I have traveled over and over,
pretending I am alone.
I gaze at the ground
where I am standing;
I take off my old shoes
and turn my head.
I see Your beautiful smile.
I smile; we laugh at my seriousness,
and I set down my sharp thoughts-
even just for a moment-
as we watch new snow fall
on a quiet morning at dawn.
Things I love: my husband of 45 years, my children and grandchildren, friends and family, trees in every season, the ocean and bodies of water, quiet time, reading, music- singing and listening ( this morning I am thinking of John Denver’s “Windsong” after a very windy night) birds, sunrise and sunset, blue skies, rainbows😉, walking among trees. ❤️
Thank you 🙏.
Of course, you, Carrie
Sunshine on snow
The smell of balsam
Drops of water hanging on leaves
Any food cooked by a friend
Music, music, music
Wise poetry, witty poetry, whimsical poetry
Indoor plumbing
The candies of my childhood
Flowers wild and cultivated
Loons
Glassine morning waters
Maybe that’s enough for now. I love being content with enough.
I love my girlfriend Katy. I want to help her when she is struggling. She wants to help me grow socially without changing my character. I don't believe in coincidences. I believe that she was placed into my life at a time when I was opening myself back up. Right now I don't see myself raising a (cross cultural and interracial) family back in my hometown in the USA, but I can see myself with a family in Quito.
I love dogs that seemingly show indiscriminate love. A love that sometimes I feel I don't deserve. One just has to care for them and they stay.
I love working across cultures and help talking through the differences and how to continue working together.
I love seeing people get uncomfortable and then come into a deeper faith.
I love mingas. A community work project. Someone in a community needs something worked on and the whole community comes together to help. Similar to Habitat for Humanity, but without the structure, it is really organic here. Seeing a short-term team come into a community and join in the minga. Not knowing each others language, faith journey, or experience, but shoulder to shoulder working and sweating together in high humidity and heat.
Birds on the feeder and in the birdbath, especially our winter visitors, the painted buntings. They bring joy.
The crunch of leaves underfoot.
The color of the sky at dusk.
The sound and smell and ever changing colors of the ocean.
Pinion in the high desert
Morning light through the windows, especially in winter.
My garden
The glorious multicolored sunrise I take in from my bedroom window. The smile from my granddaughter when I eat one if her scrumptious
cookies and the song of the chickadee in its morning greeting.
My dear husband,Richard…he has helped learn what love and companionship can be as I enter my wisdom years
The sound of my grandchildren’s laughter
Whitewater falls in the river canyon near our home
Mountain meadows
Holding a beautiful hand spun yarn as I knit
Fresh greens from our local community farm
The memory of a double rainbow over Slieve Gullion…where cousins gathered to honor the ancestors
A quiet space for a moment of prayer in a busy day…
I love my sweetheart Chris and the time we spend together. I love my beautiful daughter, who never ceases to amaze me everyday. I love my brother, nieces, all my family here and passed on. My heavenly mom and dad whom I miss dearly. My little dog and little dog cuddles, my 2 cats and the sound of them purring when they are cuddled up with me. I love bodies of water (lakes, oceans, ponds, streams). Birds and bird chirps , silence, the smell of fresh rain. Rainbows that appear after the rain. Forests. I love my guitar ( especially that it’s autographed by you!) and learning new things, I love music and my favourite folk singer/song writer and poet who creates the magical music I love to listen to and inspired me to learn the guitar! Thank you Carrie!