Last night on Earth, Part II


So my previous post was about me deciding to live my life like it was my last night on Earth.  We went out to a small neighborhood restaurant/bar near where my husband grew up. We met up with the bass player’s wife and hung out with her while the band played.  My husband saw a number of other friends he knew there as well.

We hung out with another couple that are very good friends also.  There was a lot of laughter, good food, good music, good friends.  So much GOOD.  We shared triumphs and sorrows. We caught up on each others’ lives.  We applauded a lot because they are a talented group of players.

Through all this I did not think about what I had to do tomorrow.  I didn’t remember attitudes of unkindness I had experienced.  I was focused solely on my friends, enjoying their company. Laughing, smiling, talking, telling jokes.  Right there in the moment where everything came together. I made eye contact.  I paid attention and listened more, as if I might never hear their voices again. I drank in their faces and features. Saw the inner beauty of each, fully flawed and fully perfect. I heard the tones and qualities of their voices.  Relished the way their faces would light up in spontaneous joy at a shared witticism. I saw them as the treasures they are. I spent time with very dear friends, and my incredible husband.  Keeping the framework of “what if” it were my last night on the planet.  Well, if it was… I wanted to remember it as a beautiful thing. I sought to bask in the glow of the power of now.  It was everything I dreamed and more.

All this because a simple thought crossed my mind.  The “what if” possibility of a final chance at letting distractions fall away, of removing my to do list, of waving off my perceived sorrows.  Because if I wasn’t here tomorrow, then none of that would matter.  What mattered was right in front of me.  Loved ones, dear friends, family and the handful of hours we spent together.

I loved the feeling of seeing what was right in front of me, rather than what was dancing in my head , waving flags and pointing to fragments of life vying for my attention.  It was a joyous thing to have spent that time with those fabulous human beings.  So very intriguing as to why the thought crossed my mind.  And then, a few days later I realized something that riveted me in place. Surely not.  But yes… it was a truth and I was dumbfounded that I had let it slip by.  I never forget dates… never.  But this time I had…

October 20 was the night I went out and lived in the moment.  The realization of what that day represents hit me like a ton of bricks and the irony floored me.  You see, the date of October 20th is the day that my father died in 1987. More on that tomorrow….

Last Night on Earth… From October 20, 2013


What would you do if tonight were your last night on Earth?  I don’t mean in a religious sense so much, but more in a “how will you spend your last night on Earth?  what would you consciously change?”

Yes, you could have your family together?  But that may be difficult depending on proximity.  Spontaneity is the only plan, unless you already had plans and kept them.  I’m curious as to what people would do.  If there was one person you wanted to spend it with or one great memory to leave them.  You wouldn’t know if it were your last night in advance.  In theory it could be tonight.. right now. How will you live your life tonight?

I’m going to try this.  It’s about 5:30 p.m. and I’m kinda tired.  Worked in the yard for a few hours today.  Going out with Mike to see our buddies’ band play.  Going to have some dinner.  This will be a cool experiment.  Hope I see you tomorrow. LOL. If not, fare ye well.


So.. I survived and lived like it was my last night on the planet.  What a great time.  I’ll post more tomorrow, but it was a great experiment. <3

Make Your Day!


Did that smile make your day?  Yes?  AWESOME!  No? Then what will?  You see, things like happiness are a choice.  We must choose happiness.  We do that by ignoring the things around us that vie for our attention.  Give your attention to something worthy of your time.  Like.. YOU.

It can be work to find the joy in our day. Sometimes you must dig deep to find one thing that makes you smile. Find one thing that doesn’t suck.  But don’t get stuck on that last sentence because that is a distraction from finding your joy today.  Nothing sucks. Ignore that and look for what makes you smile today.

It can be joy to find the work in our day.  That’s right.  I said it.  Some days are a lot of work but if you put your mind on your task and go all in, you may find that it is not unlike meditating.  Keep your hands busy and your mind will calm down.  Sometimes you hit a point where your mind can actually relax and gain insight into whatever is trying to steal your joy.  Stay busy physically so you can be peaceful mentally.

Sounds too simple to be true?  Give it a try.  Report back.  I’d love to know how it turned out.

xoxoxo, ~ D


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Baby, it’s cold outside…


Wow! It’s a bit nippy!  I think the low was forecast for 9 degrees last night.  I didn’t check the accuracy.  I just went to bed – warm and safe.  I never want to take that for granted.

Time moves so quickly.  A year has zipped by with no help from us at all.  It is said that time is a man-made concept.  Like many man-made constructs, it has taken on a life of its own.  Time rules our lives.  And it does so because we let it.

It’s safe to say that this moment is all we have.  This year I am hoping to live more in the moment than in the trappings of the moment.  All this shall fall away, and we will be left with just ourselves.  I do enjoy my own company but I treasure the company of friends and loved ones.  May this year be filled with more moments spent together with those we love.  The way this occurs is for us to make it happen.  I intend to do just that.

Happy New Year – one more time.  Shine, sparkle, live, and love.  It’s the obvious choice.

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Smile <3 Time to get back to work…


Night before last, I noticed the Cheshire Cat smiling down at me from the sky.  A perfect sliver of a moon, bearing the Cheshire Cat’s smile. I smiled back.

A possible origin of the phrase “Grinning like a Cheshire Cat” is one favored by the people of Cheshire, which boasts numerous dairy farms; hence the cats grin because of the abundance of milk and cream.

I have been absent from my blog.  It happened in October when a strange occurrence found me.  I will speak more about this in the coming days, but I was so taken aback by the coincidence that I found myself at a loss to speak of it.

If the Cheshire Cat’s grin is because of an abundance of milk and cream, then today I choose to embrace that message.  I am looking forward to some abundance.  Not just the monetary variety but of much more tangible weight.  Abundance of charity, for myself and others.  Abundance of opportunities, for each of us.  Abundance of friendships, kindred spirits, common goals that bloom with the love and attention given them.  Abundance of love – for self, for others, for each other, for friends and for those with whom we disagree.  For truly love is the answer.

I go forward today with a smile for the gifts we will see in 2014.  For so many, 2013 was a real heart breaker.  My prayer today is for you to feel the hope of the promise of tomorrow.  As always, thanks for sharing in this journey with me.  My gratitude is eternal and perpetual. Blessings of this beautiful season.  (I would say “cold” but my sister lives in southern Florida and she rarely gets to enjoy a chill.  <3)


rocks leaf

The stillness speaks to those who listen

and to they

who listen not.

Delicate mists settle in the valleys

Hover in silence

Heavy with knowledge

of tomorrow

of brilliant splashes of glory in the form of leaf ponds

swelling under trees.

Stillness speaks of snowfall on the horizon

of leaves caught in rushing waters

caught on rocks

caught in our hearts as we remember



Remain in awe

of the turning of the wheel

the blending of the year

into the beauty of seasons,

the promise of Octobers to come.


She’s how old?


How did we get from this…?

To this?


My baby girl is 17 today.  She is a beautiful and bright girl.  She is wickedly funny.  She is an awesome friend and a wonderful daughter.  She is a tomboy and a beauty queen.  She is a thief – a stealer of hearts.  A source of pride and joy.  She is a gift and we are grateful.

Happy 17th birthday to our youngest child.  Rock on, baby girl.