I love the sound of hard rain on a tin roof. In fact there are many things I used to love doing as a child that I have stopped paying attention to. Fortuneatley I have become aware of my thoughts and I have taken the time to search for the things that really make me happy. Today Gabby and I sat in the treehouse listening to the music of nature, we called it veld music when we were young. It is the music of the wind in the trees, a branch rubbing on a roof, the birds chirping and a door banging. We sat in the treehouse listening and laughing. We also shot the dogs with a waterpistol and laughed so hard it hurt. Then later on this afternoon whilst in Bathurst I decided to bomb down the dirt road on a go-kart. Wow it was such fun I even got my mom, my aunt and Lauren to give it a go. I am not sure whether the children or the adults had more fun.
Once again it is the small things that leave a great impression. Watching Ethan and my dad getting soaked by a wave on the pier, listening to Gabby mispronounce a word. Feeling my heart jump with joy. Eating good food, keeping good company, listening to peoples hopes and dreams. Having a beer and then enjoying feeling lazy afterwards, snuggling with the mouse. It is these little things that keep me energized, the brief comment, glance, laugh. So wherever you are right now, whatever mood you in, take a moment to just feel what you feeling without rushing onto the next thing. Relax and trust that your dream is within reach. You are on the right track, no mistakes. Enjoy the process, dare to dream big, live your life, take what is yours, respect other people, work hard and do what you love, wake up early or sleep till you rested. It is your life, your dream, your journey. Don’t let anyone dictate your destiny if it is not your choosing. Right now I choose bed, the whistle of the wind and patter of the rain will lull me to sleep. Goodnight my dear friends.
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