Happiness 5-11
seagull in fog; a trunk in the attic made of silver and lined with red velvet; joining hands.
seagull in fog; a trunk in the attic made of silver and lined with red velvet; joining hands.
baking a cherry pie; the dream of the big, black dog; a strange parting of the sky.
peering through; following the mysterious blue balloon through the alleys; the softness of dandelions.
becoming free of the net; a city of bicycles; three ravens sunbathing on the beach.
magic slippers; inserting the last piece of the puzzle; sheltering from the rain under a mushroom.
the sand beneath your feet turning to gold; dozing on top of the waves; a street of roses in the rain.
cleansing tears; a wild parrot landing on your shoulder; in the stillness of the middle of the night.
finding just the right place to dig; interpreting the signs; the first merman you ever saw.
palm trees whispering; placing your hand on the lion’s mane; floating up to the nearest star.
stone stories; becoming the mountain; making a new wand.
left behind; the tide coming in; captivated by the story late into the night.
meeting up early in the morning; the spider coming to talk; the end of melancholy.
light from behind the screen; returning the favor; dancing in the spring sunshine.
seeking just the right lilypad; a strange glow; rounding the corner.
holding it together; sounds turning into people; kneeling in the reeds by the edge of the lake.
discovering the hidden valley; a single orchid on the table; knowing when to charge into the fray.
dressing for the opera; chocolate with chili peppers; encountering Lilith in a dream.
the fragrance of eucalyptus; being a pine cone; studying the grimoire late into the night.
the meeting that might change your life; fiddlehead ferns; skipping stones across a still lake.
hope; making a rosewood guitar; crossing the Sahara in a caravan.
looking closely; opening the flaps of the tent; entering the dream of the red chamber.
a luscious, mysterious fruit; an underwater garden; meeting the companion on your journey.