Happiness 1-4
lying side by side, listening to torch songs; swinging from a vine into a jungle pool; realizing he’s fallen in love.
lying side by side, listening to torch songs; swinging from a vine into a jungle pool; realizing he’s fallen in love.
green fresh moss for a rooftop; slipping and sliding down the rainbow; listening to La Boheme at dusk.
sleeping in an eagle’s nest; succulents; knowing that peace is at hand.
becoming part of the painting; the moment before waking up; heading off into the unknown.
a stranger handing you a gift of fresh roses; dancing slowly; diving deep and leaping high into the sunlight with the dolphins.
the quiet before the storm when the voice comes; waving a wand and seeing the spell work; the perfect handbag.
falling in love during the train ride; emerging from the cavern with the secret in your hand; an extraordinary windfall.
opening a door into the trunk of a tree; a pot of Earl Grey tea at four; strange music that you don’t know where it’s coming from.
the feel of silk stockings on your legs; the whistle of wings as you nestle in the bird’s back; stunning pictures that draw you in.
zebras galloping across the plain; waking up feeling peaceful; the sky wheel turning nto dawn
a vast garden of vintage roses; hearing the mermaids singing; being the shore to the ocean.
encased in a soap bubble while you float away; raindrops falling upward; the sweetness of honey.
the dolphins, the vision, the white feather, and the black raven; sparkles in brown sand; finding what you’re looking for in a Persian bazaar.
the old moon turning over; playing with wild monkeys in the jungle; merging with all the other drops in the ocean.
the strange eyes of a perch; opening the drawer and finding it goes on forever; curling up beside a lion.
blue peaches at the bottom of a well; the tinkle of glass coming from the trunk of a tree; time folding over itself.
the cricket chirping on the hearth; a pocketful of aquamarines; singing your heart out.
making angels in the snow; Vishnu; bougainvillea shading the temple.
laughing out loud at an email someone sends you; cool stones in the brook on a hot afternoon; holding hands in a fierce wind.
eyes that pierce your soul; dancing till dawn and the setting moon; being born.
the beach in winter; angels bending near the earth; minestrone soup simmering on the stove.
the homing pigeon bringing an extraordinary message; climbing the slippery rainbow and sliding down the other side; holding hands while ice skating in Central Park.