Be…

Walking lately has filled my senses with gratitude. When running years ago, I lived where these tree blossoms gave their aroma long before I saw them. They’re not plentiful here, though they still grant pleasure; like pausing to place my nose into this plate-sized beauty. Apologies to my neighbors yard I stepped across to be, nosy.

P.

P is for Pose. She does this often capturing Papa’s attention at her favorite Place behind me as I prepare daily meals. Purr-talks with me in the morning. Nestles up to my side every night. Sometimes under my arm or under my chin. For 14 years constant and peaceful; yet gratefully, comforting. Perfect proof that my Higher Power is kind, real, and Present without my old religious addictions.

Thick of it…

After finishing an information systems course this semester, I am faced with choices. Mathematics, computer science, certifications for the resume, paying for graduate prices, the list goes on… I met with a friend for lunch this weekend who said something I have heard in the recovery world for 24 years. In the thick of it, there are never any wrong decisions, just avoiding forward motion. Into the green, the new; onward.