Buy some lovely color of paint and get the brush dipped, or the roller full and start laying it on a wall. Search for driftwood, touch some moss, squish a slug, dig your toes in sand, put a shell to your ear, go tubing in the snow or on the water, listen and make some pure music without a microphone slaughtering it, take a deep profound sniff of the complexity of your first cup of coffee, put a rock in your pocket, take a child ice skating, make cookies from scratch, slather some homemade warm bread with butter, please don't murder and crumple food in the microwave, buy chocolate with real vanilla and 70% or more cacao, love your natural hair color, adore your new wrinkles, drink the clear quenching stuff called water, soak long and hot in a tub, splurge on pedicures, let your dog sneak up on the bed, run in the sprinkler, blow bubbles with kids, throw a water balloon at someone, read in a hammock, capture a mass of frog eggs and watch the metamorphosis, entice butterflies, poke a real fire, toast a marshmallow, use cream, enjoy a good pen on nice paper, write enough that the pencil needs sharpened, walk in the woods, bend over to admire the underside of a fern, call the birds, talk to seals, steal kisses, devour a book, get into a smashup with joy. Maybe she'll be the one surprised that you're there?
2 comments:
My Love, I could have written all you wrote with one word! LIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mr Shrekerby
Exactly my point, live, participate instead of spectate....
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