Have a good morning beautiful kind of day

Have a good morning beautiful kind of day 🧡Enjoying my Oklahoma sky. Me and my dog and this great cup of coffee.

Hot summer nights in the south

GIRL we sweat it ain’t pretty. I had a friend say… “We don’t sweat we glisten.”  😀

Maybe I glisten in different ways though I wish and hope for fall. 😀

 

There was this present moon and pink cloud

There was this present moon and pink cloud…I didn’t know what to do but sit here and watch!
My Oklahoma sky blows me away!

Carousel moments…

Ladybug Carousel…this is what I saw

Chamomile Moments to me…

Chamomile Moments
to me…
I’m a tea person
Chamomile to me…
magical the way I see.
MichelleMarie

My moms yard

I’ve been swimming a lot and noticing how every corner of my moms yard has something that catches my attention.

This is a canning shed. My mom uses it to park her mower but years ago it was used to store food that was canned from the summer gardens. Funny how we don’t do that anymore.

I have probably seen every kind of bird imaginable in my moms yard. This is one of the fire pits she built, looks like this bird is waiting for something.

Tall murals

I’m visiting my family, my mom took me by these murals she knew I would love. She’s right. I loved how the pigeons kept circling the buildings.

When every day feels like Saturday

I keep forgetting what day of the week it is. Sorrow knows no day of the week, nor no season. I’m shifting and transforming and it’s okay and then 5 mins later it’s not okay.

I start my days with a prayer which goes something like this…

DEAR GOD….

HELP…

Amen

Then I watch this video and dance a little. Because somewhere along the way I forgot my dance and my song.

Then I go to the gym and walk listening to Marianne Williamson and I pray a lot.  I’ve bought this sweet little book by Maria Shriver…she ends each share with a prayer which reminds me of my heart friend Laurie @ lauriesnotes.com

http://mariashriver.com/ive-been-thinking/

 

I’m thinking today I might strike out on my own and publish books for those who are deeper and not looking to be famous but to really help people, like my friend Laurie. Who knows I’m am free, on a long long, paid vacation. That’s really sweet to me.

 

I’m listening to Eva Cassidy. Bridge over troubled water. God is my bridge and I’m so thankful for those that show up and help calm the storms inside my soul. Amen

This caught my eye

This caught my eye