Gray days are rarely anyone’s favorite. But to me, well I just don’t mind them. The thunder and lightning that crashed on the scene this morning have passed on. It was intense but short-lived. The spring rains that are lingering will bring lushness to the already blooming and growing flowers and bushes. It will also help anchor my newly planted dogwood tree and these are all good things.
Now it’s a little chilly, the skies are grey, and the air is drippy. By contrast, home feels extra cozy. I’ve lit a few candles to infuse the air with both a light floral scent to bring spring inside, as well as a soft glow to soften the darkness in the air. Sitting on the couch watching fluffy puppy lounge on the faux fur blanket lends an atmosphere of comfy quietude. There’s nowhere I have to be. There’s nothing that must be done today. I can putz around as I choose with no deadline and no pressure. Now that my kids are grown and off running here and there with their own jobs and interests, the days are now my own.
These are the type of days that allow my day dreams to shine a little brighter. I feel no guilt for just sitting here at the computer and catching up on blogs and Facebook postings. I can shop by internet and just admire the pretty things, neither wasting gas nor actually spending money. I have time to take a walk down memory lane and enjoy the thoughts of my friends and loved ones. I can peacefully meditate and pray with no sense of hurry. I can send love and peace to all that cross my mind. To me, gray days are slow days. They can provide a powerful positive effect sometimes, when we look for what it allows us to do just by slowing down. The slower pace is a much-needed respite in the hustle and bustle of life. I am liking this gray day.
Today was not one of my better days. The stomach virus hit hard and brought a migraine as his evil side kick. I spent most of the day between the bedroom and the bathroom. Not a pretty sight and certainly not looking or feeling much love. EXCEPT … for my puppy’s love.
Sweet Gracie, my little Bichon Frise, never left my side. I know I’m not alone in giving or receiving puppy love. But today, when I needed some warm fuzzy, she was there. And I’m so glad this little fluffy puppy grabbed my heart 3 years ago.
I’m sending out the love to Gracie and hopefully tomorrow I’ll be more able to think straight and sprinkle the inspiration again. Be blessed!
This week I had a converstion with a friend about the science of healing. Most people think of healing as that in the physical – requiring biology, medicine, and technology. What we often forget about is the other aspects of healing. Healing of hearts, minds, emotions, spirit, friendships, relationships and soul. There is a “science” to each of these healings but they aren’t about the physical sciences you learn about in school.
For example – I have recently become the owner of a puppy which has it’s challenges and it’s rewards. One of the unexpected outcomes was the ability to receiving healing from this puppy. It’s such a synergistic relationship. She relies on me for food, water, exercise, time, and those essentials. But I have come to rely on her for the healing of my energy after a day of work or problem solving. Yes, there’s the obvious unconditional love that we all know about. I mean a deeper healing. When we find ourselves staring deeply into the eyes of another creature or person there’s an energy exchange that is healing. Oh, this sounds kind of silly when I read it on the screen but it’s real and I’m just becoming aware more and more lately about energy exchange and what it feels like and what it looks like. I already know about what this is like with other people but was surprised to feel it from an animal.
So … now I’m on a journey to learn about healing energies. Join me?