Bring harmony to your life
Huddled inside my heaviest winter coat at the edge of a pond, I watched as my coffee steam merged with misty clouds of my breath. At dawn the cranberry bog in coastal Massachusetts was an expanse of frozen sand and wiry tangles of russet vines; old snow scudded across the fields…
My dad ascended the rickety ladder, thus launching our family’s annual quest to decorate our Christmas tree. Ours was no snowy trek to an idyllic woodland. Instead it was an ascension up the world’s oldest wooden ladder to a high and bafflingly small closet where our fake tree waited for its brief—yet emphatic—holiday glory.
One spring my husband had a recurring dream; he was in the midnight woods and lost. On a hill above stood a Doberman Pinscher. At first afraid, my husband quickly realized that the dog was leading him to safety. As he followed the dog he caught glimpses of a collar that read Ranger.
Sometimes Happiness is coffee topped with whipped cream! Other times we can look to practices that sustain and nourish us!