Working on tomorrow... the days ahead, and not so much the literal day ahead. Today I found myself reaching for the proper tool. This is a tool that is used only so often yet when I reach for it, I find myself ever grateful of the fact that I have this tool. I’m funny about my kitchen and frankly I always have been. You see, there was a day when the kitchen and may I say, let alone the house, was not so grand in importance to me. Many days at first were not where they have ended up to be. I vowed in my head and heart that the next chapter be one made under the umbrella of minimal and yet. Here in lay the argument or defense of having the tools needed to preform well within the design of what is expected. We all know the effort of a good tool and its value. My kitchen is where I appreciate them the most. As we begin to downsize and step ever closer to less is more, I find myself looking left and right to assess my wants and needs. And it has been our thinking for some time that the question should always be is it a need or a want? Is it for my own glory and personal gain or for the greater good? Does it bring joy or is it just for the moment? And so again I ask myself, is it a need or a want. Which then leads me to my new vision of a life lived. While I fill my totes with only that which I find to be joyful, I remind myself that it is to become a matter of necessity and not what appears to be needed and needs which are meant to suffice. Joy is found in less a matter of necessity and more in a matter of this moment fulfilled.
The memory is a funny being... i see so clearly yesterday... those are the stories we share... our pictures are perfect....full of color... scenes filled with love... life... experience... tasted... treasured... it is part of a bigger picture... i see a life before... when time often stood still just based on a mood... the end of a day... the depth of a moment... captured in time...yet brought to life... through the heart of another... one created in unconditional love... that which brought a light into a world that began dark... story less... distant... misunderstood... yet... as time passed and days of darkness became filled with memories of another day... one who was before a time... who gave an all for the sake of a cause... which unbeknownst to you... your time had not come... yet in the sunrise again on another day... which the heart of this one gave life to another... i for one never felt that truth until I dared to dream... of a small love that would fill a place that was never...
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