mysophistgarden

Today I will blow bubbles in the morning….and smile. They always make me smile, bubbles in the morning. Well, any time of the day really but in the morning they are special. When you watch a bubble suspended on the air currents it can seem like magic. Maybe it is there. The swirling of the surface that is in perpetual motion holding air inside that is at the same pressure or the outside or it would burst, and eventually it will. BUT! While it is there the light of the sun changes colour on it as it comes into my garden between the tree branches and dew drops on the leaves and the whole of the world around the bubble is reflected on it. And it is like magic and I smile.

Today I will make magic so I smile. It can be so simple. It reminds me to look for the things that touch my quiet place within and instinctively I smile or laugh. The list is long but how often I can forget to see these things all around me. Or life can be so heavy that like the humid it it stops the bubbles dancing over the fence and out into the world. Either way my happy small and simple pleasures always have an impact and even with tears I can smile

My list of simple smile pleasures:

Butterflies
dragonflies on the water lilies at my local lake
butterflies, black and white ones
a flower however it appears in my world
a breeze with my morning cup of tea
butterflies that are yellow
my grand girl
a just right cup of coffee, any time of the day
a just right cup of coffee that leaves the sensation of sweetness in my mouth for hours after its initial bitterness has touched my tongue
stars
the full moon off the jetty that dances its light on the water…..it follows me and leads my gaze across the water
rocks, shells and all things in the pools at the cliffs near where my grandparents had their home
the sound of water crashing onto rocks
Drawing within my quiet space and finding something beautiful on the page before me
unexpected kindness
well I would write a long list