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Eighteen is a glorious and wonderful number. It signifies life, love, happiness, contentment, commitment and joy. There have been good times and there have been difficult times but no matter what we are still standing. Life is good.

Tonight I went out to feed the cats and the sky at sunset was filled with so much pink that the light filtering through made it seem as if all that surrounded me was a beautiful pink cloud. It was an awe inspiring moment. It was like having the opportunity to "see the world through world through rose colored glasses" for real. The majesty of it all took my breath away. I wish I could have captured that moment in a way that would fully do it justice so that I could share it with the world. I didn't just feel the pink I literally felt it touching my skin like the softest fiber you can imagine and it filled me body, mind and spirit as I absorbed the pink essence of the moment. Amazing!

I think there must be a message in all the pink I have witnessed of late. A few weeks ago we had some very heavy rain that left a multitude of puddles standing in my yard. As I looked out my window to toward the horizon with the sun beginning to fade the pink hues in the sky were reflected in all of the puddles and for a few moments it looked as if the water had been dyed Easter egg pink. I had never seen anything like that. Oh, I have seen sunrises and sunsets in large bodies of water but never just the pink in the horizon coloring rain puddles standing in an otherwise ordinary yard. It was a gift from the Divine and inspired me with its rich beauty.

I have always been a "glass half full" kind of gal. I also try to see the best in people because we all have flaws but for the most part everyone has at least one redeeming quality. To me it is the ability to find beauty wherever it may be that makes life wonderful and worth living.

Sometimes I stumble and get caught up in the ugliness of a particular situation or in the untoward behavior of another. I really hate it when that happens because as my mother has always said, "it brings me down to their level." I really don't like it when that happens. It embarrasses me to find myself engaged in pettiness. I know that it happens to us all but I wish I could always "take the high road" and avoid these pitfalls. I realize that I am human but that doesn't mean that I have to like the failings that accompany my human nature. I have to accept it but I don't have to be happy about it. That is for sure.

I have been enjoying the Olympics very much. I love the sports and the competition. I know people who think that competition is a bad thing and try to avoid it but to me even at an event such as the Olympics it is about competing against one's self and improving on your performance and skills in your sport. I have never been athletic but I have often wished that I was. I used to dream of having athletic ability and have not given up that dream even though whatever ability I may ever have it will truly be one of those things where I am pushing myself to be better at what I am doing. It may only get as far as walking a block faster than I did the last time but that is good enough for me. I also dreamed of being a dancer...I think that the hope of being able to improve my time of walking around the block faster than I did the last time is more realistic at this point in time but I have to say that I did have some nice moments in a modern dance class some 30 plus years ago so there's always that.

With that final thought I will now say...


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-EjpKoMy6Bs ~ As I Lay Me Down To Sleep by Sophie B. Hawkins


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