A Little World of Peace

Everyone needs a quiet, little place to call their own. Perhaps it is a private bedroom, a favorite chair, the breakfast nook, or a porch swing that hides behind a lush, overgrown ivy vine. Whatever or wherever it is, this little space is the one place where, no matter what the outside world holds, is safe, quiet, and peaceful. It isn’t the type of space that matters, or the way it is decorated, it is the conscious decision made that while you are there, regardless of the time spent, you are away.

For me, I am fortunate to say that my whole house is such a retreat. Perhaps there are parts in my little home that are more comforting than others, but once I walk through that door, I give a blissful sigh that I am home, in my little castle, away from troubles.

Please don’t think that I am void of above said troubles, for I have as many as the next person. But the ones I can leave outside, I do. Period. And therefore, my little suburban home that is a little too close to my neighbors and has that dog down the road which won’t stop barking, often feels like the most delightfully remote cabin one could hope for.

Therefore, this month’s poem is all about creating your own “little world of peace.”

A Little World of Peace

I wish you all happiness and encourage you to find that precious spot you can call your own.

~Aimee

Cover Photo:  In the Garden – Sergey Svetoslavsky


Look Well to This Day

may poem

The manipulation of time may be, in my opinion, the one power that every human would want.  To rewind to the good days, fast forward through the bad ones, change past mistakes or take missed opportunities would be a miraculous gift.  If you add in the fact that I am obsessed with history and the future becomes an unstoppable source of frustration.

Sometimes I think too much.  Well, most of the time I think too much, and I struggle with the overwhelming feeling of time slipping by and my life with it.  To try to compensate, I have made changes in my life both mental and physical.  There are so many things in my life that I have no control over, despite my, at times, desperate attempts.  But I know what I do like, what I want, need, wish and therefore all choices I make must be true to who I am.  Easier said then done?  Sometimes, but often, these choices are quite natural…therefore, easy.

I am a stubborn individual.  I have had to be at points in my life.  And one thing I refuse to do in my life is waste it.  I may be just a blip on the universal timeline, but I want to be the sparkliest, happiest blip you’ve ever seen.

How do you do that?  Take a look at the last stanza of this month’s poem.  “But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness, and every tomorrow a vision of hope.”

Live beautifully today and one’s life can never be a waste.  Bad things are going to happen.  But how you respond to them puts you in control to make a happy life.

 

May you too be a sparkly blip in the world!!

~Aimee

 


Poetry: Celebrating Earth Day

Early yesterday morning, it was so warm that I cracked open the window to enjoy the soft breeze, while still trying to catch a few more hours of sleep.  As the smell of clean air began to reach me, so did the constant chirping of the birds outside.  At first, they were all I could hear.  But eventually their calls began to blend and fade into another layer of a lovely spring chorus.  While the intermittent sound of a car going by seemed out of place, it was wonderful to hear the joyous sounds of nature.

Even as I enjoy the convenience of living in a urbanized area with all it’s modern charms, I can’t help but envy those who choose homes further out of town.  The appeal of a different sound, nature’s sound, often keeps the idea of moving to someplace more remote, constant in my mind…we will just have to wait and see.

Since poetry is one of my favorite things, and it is my birthday, I decided to combine all three into today’s post: a poem, on my birthday, about nature.  One of my favorite nature poems is by Eugene Fields, the author of Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.  

april poem

So on this Earth Day, take time to open the windows and let as much wonderful noise in as nature can give you!

~Aimee

Painting:   Constable Country #2, England    http://www.teokl.net/index.html


Be The Best of Whatever You Are

I have found that one’s own journey to life long fulfillment is just that, life long.  Especially at this time in my life as many decisions are before me and need to be made.  The search for this fulfillment seems to be a constantly evolving “thing” that twists and turns as the years go by.

Several years ago, I read a poem written by Douglas Malloch in the early 20th century  which spoke of being the best at whatever you are, wherever your are.  When I find myself overwhelmed with personal comparisons, judgements, and the want to bypass struggling times, I will pause and reflect upon this poem and it’s meaning.  Being content with my life is something, like many of us, I struggle with as I make those too often comparisons with others around me.  Putting the focus back on to what I do have rather than what I don’t have is so important.

So as we grapple with life choices, I encourage you all (as well as myself) to take the message of this poem as both inspiration and security.  Whatever you wish to be…be it.   Whatever you wish to do…do it.  But do it for yourself and at your speed.

If life seem too much of a hamster wheel, get off – if only for a little while, and see that who you are, wherever you are at this very moment, is perfect.

~ Aimee

March poem

 Painting by Norman Rockwell

Poem by Douglas Malloch