Writing is like being able to put life into a snow globe. It takes the things that are too big and scary and reduces them into a form that I can put away when I want and look at from a distance. It also takes all that’s good in life and captures it into something I can take out when I want and look at close up and keep forever. It makes the bad things into something I can hold…and the good things into something I can hold onto. Both help so much that I need that little souvenir of life.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Not Totally Done Tuesday: Paradise

Umm…okay, I know I said I wasn’t going to post these every week. But have you ever started feeling really tired of your hair, so you made the appointment to get it cut, and that seemed to make it start looking better? I guess this is like that.

Anyway. This past week reminded me what my concept of paradise used to be. I used to think it had to involve palm trees. And then I lived with a few palm trees, and I found out that paradise doesn’t automatically come attached.

Over the weekend, I woke up my own paradise. It was a Sunday morning, and the fall weather has begun to settle in, and I was under a down comforter listening to a cool rain outside my open windows. As I age, I find that paradise is less a place and more a state of being. I’m working on moving there permanently.


  1. You are so right. Paradise is the happiness we each carry in our own hearts. The trick is staying in touch with it.


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  3. Okay, slow down, fingers. Yes, I know what you mean about hair. It's like making an appointemnt with the doctor and then feeling better. I just got a trim, and I hate the AFTER more then the BEFORE. Maybe I can find my paradise in a wig, because my hair affects my moods.

  4. Hair...hum, if I knew my head was pretty and shaped perfectly I'd have no hair. LOL

    Seriously, I'm working on the same move to paradise. Maybe we can be neighbors? :D
    Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow

  5. You are right about finding your own paradise. Rain is soothing, especially a fine mist.

    I have an eye exam tomorrow and will be getting glasses, so I'm excited about that. Maybe paradise will be easier to spot when I can see through more modern spectacles.


  6. Pat, you're so right.

    Linda, yes--exactly like the doctor thing! And I would love to have your thick, beautiful hair that I've never seen look bad!

    Jules, I definitely think we should be neighbors in paradise! Our 'hood will be "hair-optional."

    Donna, am hoping your eye exam goes well and your glasses are rose colored!


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