It's Been a Month of Small Wonders
Let's take a moment to celebrate & share the power of hope together.
It’s hard to believe it is just wrapping up month 1 of our Summer of Small Wonders. June has felt like its own decade around here.
In a world full of doomscrolling, I want to be a chronic hope poster. Because hope is one thing that is so much stronger than fear and overwhelm. Hope moves the needle in the face of seeming impossibilities and shutdown.
I’m still in my north Florida cottage, working behind the scenes to make my way north to Minnesota by year-end. Calling myself a future Minnesotan helps remind me where I am is not where I am staying.
I am putting my hope out there. Hope isn’t paltry or weak. It’s about setting expectations and looking beyond what is to what could be.
Diving into writing this book, The Wonder Habit ®, full-time, full-focus helps as well. Because if the words are moving and growing on the page, I too am moving in the right direction.
I refuse to let worrying about the things I can’t control distract me from doing something about the things I can control.
And I have the very best desk pup and cheerleader who is currently 5.3 inches away, snoring up a storm. I had just woken him up in this photo. 😄
One of my favorite small wonders from this month…
The tiny watercolor up above. It is a joy when the thing you see in your head winds up on the page. And I wasn’t at all sure it would. Especially because I used a blend of watercolor, pencil, ink, gouache, and acrylics all on that tiny painting.
OK YOUR TURN 📝
Whether you’ve been keeping track all month or are just now jumping in… what is one of your favorite small wonders for the month (week, day, hour)? Click the comment button to respond.
Comments are on for everyone, so let’s see how many small wonders we can share together!
In case you missed it, here’s the post that explains more about our Summer of Small Wonders.
As always, I am deeply grateful you are here. This space would not be what it is without you.
You are so loved.
I can no longer watch or listen to the news. I tried limiting my exposure, that didn’t work. I do. Not want to sound like an ostrich with my head in the sand but my health is more important. I do my share to make this world better by connecting with nature. Feeding and supplying water for my birds and other wildlife who venture through my yard. I do pesticide free gardening and donate to wildlife charities. Greeting and meeting people as I travel always with a smile.
I love this and live by this:
And if, when it is all over
I’m asked what I did with my life. I want to be able to say …
“ I offered love”-
Terri St Cloud
As I am a very recent stroke survivor, all things are small miracles — my therapy pup’s eager chocolate eyes when I greet him each morning; the two petite box turtles coming from opposite sides of a country road as if they are Romeo and Juliet; a brilliantly incessant call from a wood thrush just outside my bedroom window at 5 a.m.; successfully poking dripping ice cream into my waiting mouth; and the kind young man who patiently held the door for me on my first post stroke grocery trip. All life is a miracle — be it gut wrenching or celestially magnificent. While it is easy to get caught up in the earthly drama, it’s nice, sometimes, to recall we are but spiritual beings confined for a brief time in a limited body. I’ve enjoyed so much being inspired to see the small wonders… merci!