"We are all wanderers on this earth...our hearts are full of wonder, and our souls are deep with dreams." ~ Gypsy proverb

Friday, November 15, 2013

I love.

I love dreamcatchers, feathers, and watching birds do what they do.

I love the colors of Colorado sunsets, shades of blue and green much like the sea.

I love big, clunky rings on my fingers, especially those of turquoise and silver.

I love Reese's cups still.

I love tea at night with a bit of honey.

I love alliterated words that pop unpredictably into my head like platypus, pitter patter, and panacea.

I love everything about books, the way they smell, the way they feel in my hands, the way a page sounds when it turns, and the way I can get lost without ever leaving home.

I love random acts of kindness, the way someone opens the door for you, gives you a smile, or brings you something you need without ever having asked them.

I love hearing my daughter call me "Fluffy".

After he's all tucked in at bedtime and should go to sleep, I love how my son tries to get more hugs and kisses by calling from his room "Mom, can you come back here?......Mom! I'm bleeding.......my finger's broken.......MOM, I'm paralyzed!!!!!"

I love microns and sharpies in a jar.

I love journals, old, new, handmade, lined or unlined, floppy or hardcover, they all make my heart do cartwheels.

I love the smell of verbena and lemongrass, pine and cypress.

I love soy lattes in the morning.

I love kale sauteed with olive oil, garlic, lemon and a little bit of soy sauce.

I love paper calendars and planners, despite the invasion of iCal and Google.

I love fall weather for soft, oversized cowls and knee high boots.

I love the sound of silence in the woods.

I love how leaves say goodbye.

I love crisp November skies, so clear that every cloud sculpted and feathered by the wind is a gift to the eyes.

I love that in 10 minutes I can write without hesitation just a smidge of what I love so much.

I love the promise of all that we have yet to discover. The unknowing makes anything possible. The burning hunger and passion to keep seeking, keep learning, and keep dreaming. To never forsake that we still have so much to love despite knowing that we may never quite fully possess all that we are capable of.

much love to all of you



  1. so much to love. and those clouds, oh my, i do miss clouds like that.

  2. A beautiful love list MJ. I'm so glad life is smiling brightly on you.

  3. hi mj! i love the way leaves say goodbye. that is my favorite line. i hope you're writing the melody for this to go with some good banjo chords! miss being more in the blog-o-sphere sometimes connecting with like mindeds.... i am happy though when i do check in to see you're doing well on your journey. i love that your kids do sweet things like call you fluffy and call you for more hugs in the night. xox

  4. oh a big fat YES to paper calendars and daybooks and so much more of your beautiful list. the unknown is, i think, the greatest gift we were given...


  5. Beautiful and so many of the things I love too..especially the journals and paper calendars :)

    Have a lovely weekend.

  6. The way leaves say goodbye: wooo, there's some dust in here or something!!! xoxoxox

  7. beautiful. this put a big smile on my face xxx

  8. I love you...
    and reese cups too!

    love and light

  9. Oh so much to love here! Inspiring to write my own list...

    xo, Claudine


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