"Let whatever you do today be enough. Breathe. Let go. It's enough. Ahhhh...."

From https://www.facebook.com/Grat.Habitat.

The Law of Compassion

To have compassion is to have understanding. To be compassionate is to be forgiving. To develop compassion, first understand and forgive yourself, knowing that you are doing the best you can within your current belief system and your current capability levels. The more understanding, forgiveness and loving kindness you can give yourself the more genuine compassion you can feel for someone else and the more compassion you can give to someone else.

Do not judge yourself or anyone else. There are only teachers for you, not friends or enemies. There are only lessons for you, not "good" or "bad" experiences. You are here to heal, grow and evolve. Be kind to yourself, you are a child of the Universe. Be compassionate to yourself and to others in your understanding, forgiveness and love.

(Borrowed from How To Raise Your Vibration Facebook page.)

Evening run

There's so much more to an evening run than a physical workout. It's an opportunity to interact with the world. I got to save a guy from finding his car battery dead tomorrow morning by pointing out he'd left his lights on as he was headed inside his house. I got to retrieve a bouncing ball two kids were playing with that had rolled to the other side of the street, which I was on. It earned me a smile and a big thank you from one of the kids. I also got lots of nods and friendly greetings from various people I passed. And then there were the geese, flying in perfect formation overhead. And the evening sun on the trees. A couple of dads with their kids at the neighborhood school, tossing a baseball around. So many good reasons to get outside and move.

Don’t dismiss the synchronicity of what is happening right now finding its way to your life at just this moment. There are no coincidences in the universe, only convergences of Will, Intent, and Experience. ~ Neale Donald Walsch

Sunday blues

In an attempt to chase away the Sunday blues this afternoon - a chronic affliction that seems to manifest on more Sundays than not - I took myself out for a run through my neighborhood. The run was invigorating, enlivening. Accompanied by upbeat tunes on my iPod, taking in the vibrant colors and fragrant smells all around me, my spirits lifted. At least a bit. Or, at the very least, I experienced a momentary reprieve from the dullness I'd been feeling all day.

Not wanting to finish my run when I reached the end of my regular loop, I continued down a different side street - one I don't usually go down. Having slowed to a walk to cool down as I headed back up the street, I found myself approaching an older lady walking towards me with a cane. I turned off my music and pulled out my earbuds as she addressed me with a comment on the beautiful day we were having. From some distance, we engaged in a bit of small talk, then inched closer and closer as our conversation continued. We stood and talked for a good fifteen minutes as I learned about her life: her daughter, who is married, but has no children; her son, who is single and she believes is gay; her good 'gay friend' who helps her out in her house when she needs it; our neighborhood, in which she's lived for 50 years!; some of the health challenges she's experiencing; her doctor, who is not a chiropractor, but something like it (one step above it, she says), and has prescribed her Chinese herbs that have worked wonders; the challenges that come with being old and living on your own, without any family nearby; the sad fact that all the younger people around her are much too busy to stop and spend very much time with her; her upcoming birthday, which, we calculated together, is going to be her 88th... she had lost track of how old she was, and, when I told her that 88 was, indeed, the right number, she was shocked. No!, she exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on her face. Then she proceeded to tell me how 'trim' I was and shared with me her resolve to exercise more and lose weight. For a woman her age, I'd say she was in phenomenal shape! As we talked, there were a few times she picked up her cane and twirled it around in a way that a young kid would and that had me believing she just took it along for the fun of it!

Before we parted, my newly-made friend told me several times how good it had been to meet me. I felt the same. This little bit of interaction was the highlight of my day. A day that was a perfectly fine day with no reason whatsoever to complain, but, for some reason, still felt dull and drab and heavy. Some days are like that. Yet, no matter how drab, there is always beauty to be found. For me, the greatest beauty is always found in unexpected interaction and moments of connection. One has but to be open to experiencing it, and the Universe will steer us toward it. 'tis a beautiful thing.

laughter camp

Check out this little video clip of an Indian police laughter camp. It's designed to relieve the stress created by police work. This is brilliant!

Here's your challenge for today: get 3 people to laugh genuinely and heartily. You and they will both feel better! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! :D

If you look at the world through eyes of love, you see nothing but beauty everywhere your gaze lands.