Happiness 11-10
the wind a portent of change; the crowds cheering; sleeping with baby rabbits in a burrow.
the wind a portent of change; the crowds cheering; sleeping with baby rabbits in a burrow.
finding your way home; unopened boxes; the sea turtle taking you to your kingdom under the sea.
gazing up at the sky from a canoe; an encounter with an old friend; fabric threaded with gold.
finally making your way out of the cave; stepping into the mirror; the sails unfurled and filled with the wind.
the house on the back of the mountain; waking up after having slept for 100 years; stroking the head of a giraffe.
red and white striped beach umbrellas; the alpacas grazing outside your bay windows; a tiny house in the heart of the forest.
the lighthouse still standing; opening your eyes and realizing it’s late in the morning; a small favor.
opening a box of crystal flutes; painting the door; resting with a jaguar by a pond in the jungle.
leaves fallen from the catalpa; draped in folds of blue velvet; a strange mound in the heart of the hills.
a handpainted bathroom mural; crossing the pass before the storm; hundreds of candles lit in the temple.
the key to the safe; remembering stalking badgers in the summer twilight; the smallest pumpkin in the world.
opening the drawer and finding what you’ve been looking for; a new way of looking at things; gazing at the ridgeline.
a pile of antique rugs laid out in the sunshine to dry; dressed only in peacock feathers; knowing that the question has to be answered.
the message from the ladybug basking on a seed pod; the sea bed roiling with pearls; the uncanny feeling that an admiring stranger is watching you.
sailing off to the Isle of Skye in a storm; entranced by the puppet show in the middle of the park; the sweetness of fresh honey.
The rooms garlanded in vines of bittersweet.
being singled out for a special purpose
tying your horse to the hitching post and stopping for a rest.
standing in the prow of your boat as you sail into harbor
Emerging from the mist and crossing the drawbridge into the castle.
guided home through the snow by the Alsatian.
folding up your wings for a rest.