Perspective of Openness

Just woke up from a nap that felt so nearly impossible to wake up from. I've been getting over a cold and I felt like I had taken cold medication but I didn't... I guess I was enjoying the mild, outdoorsy smell of these roses I just splurged on today. Any outdoor scent that smells like the wind blowing through cotton on a wash-line is cathartic for me. I also like the hint of the smell of soil that the roses were grown in. Hard to get that country smell in the city but I try.

Enchanting

I love that word... only one time has a man used that word in a conversation with me... it takes a little self confidence, perhaps, to compliment a woman in this way. So, I chose two different colours today... one a little mystical and enchanting and another, totally opposite... big and sturdy. I buy flowers when I'm lonely... sometimes... not too often... flowers are pricey.

So, I've been hoping to find a Friday night Bible Study to get some social connections. This is hard to find. I've been jotting a lot of quotes down in my journal lately. Informative quotes from men who've been around the block a bit... they've got a few miles on them these fellas. I learned that some people make their living as communicators. When looking for work, it is often hard to define what I would like to do... I remember one man laughing, in a good way, when I told him what I was going to attempt and his words were, 

"Just tries anything!" 

He was amused at my moxie and I was surprised he saw me this way... a perspective of openness must have some benefits eventually... yes?

I was sent this a few years ago and thought it was worth sharing if you, like I, are trying to figure out what it is you contribute to the world on any given day.