“O weary pilgrim, lift your head: for joy cometh in the morning!”
– Mary M. Weinland

“O weary pilgrim, lift your head: for joy cometh in the morning!”
– Mary M. Weinland

“Happiness is spiritual, born of Truth and Love. It is unselfish; therefore it cannot exist alone, but requires all mankind to share it.”
– Mary Baker Eddy
This morning Scotty and I went up to Bellingham for a walk on the boardwalk with Sam the Wonder Dog, and then breakfast at the Harris Avenue Cafe. It was like this little piece of Heaven. We stepped out of the stresses and pressures for a couple hours – took a little break together – I told Scott it felt “luxurious.” It was fun sitting in the cafe, surrounded by happy people sounds.
I’m thinking we ALL need a little break right now – time to fill our beings’ up with the things that don’t rust, depreciate, or decompose: Love, joy, integrity, kindness, wisdom – these are things that never lose value.
“Think of all the beauty that’s still left in and around you and be happy!”
– Anne Frank
“Stop complaining about the management of the universe. Look around for a place to sow a few seeds of happiness.”
– Henry Van Dyke
“I believe we’re on earth to delight each other, make each other laugh, and to infuse one another with His joy. Why not? What’ve we got better to do?”
– Burt Rosenberg
(all photos by Karen Molenaar Terrell)
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
– Emily Dickinson

Sunrise on the Way to Work Photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell

I am discovering there are a lot of beautiful people in this world:
Solidarity, my friends – not solidarity in this party or that party, or this candidate or that candidate – but solidarity in kindness. If humanity is going to survive, I’m thinking this is the kind of solidarity we’re going to need.
Kind people, unite!
And now pictures of the sunset last night – just because…
My Joy
My joy depends on no man
or woman or place
or circumstance and nothing
can keep my heart from soaring.
– Karen Molenaar Terrell

Photo of snow geese by Karen Molenaar Terrell.

photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell

Copper puddles and puppy cuddles
autumn brings apple cider smells
and musky leaves and wool sweaters
out of cedar chests and crisp mornings
and rainy days and cold starry nights
that hint of winter to come…
– Karen Molenaar Terrell

photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell
