It's another beautiful day in the Prescott, AZ area, and I'm prompted to share a story. Below are photos of the local pronghorn (sometimes referred to as antelopes) and Watson Lake. Almost every day I see both. If ever I feel overwhelmed by life's challenges, I go outside and hike. The splendor of the area never fails to calm whatever might be worrying me.
It's exciting to be among people who love what they do. I met many writers, came home with new books to read, and invitations to join local forums. It was a long but very heartwarming day.
A group of four children wove in and out of the displays. I had chocolates on my table. They'd pause and stare, and I'd tell them to take as much as they wanted. The eldest child picked up Letting Go Into Perfect Love and studied it. I looked for parents but saw none. Later the children returned. Again, they stared at the chocolate, and I encouraged them to take as much as they wanted. Again, the eldest focused on Letting Go. Finally, I asked her how old she was.
"Thirteen," the young girl replied. I told her that her mother might like that book. "I don't have a mother!" She snapped. I explained that the book covered difficult topics. She straightened and said, "You have noooo idea what my life has been." And looking into her red-rimmed eyes, I offered the book as a gift, to her surprise and gratitude.
This child reminded me of a comment by writer Simon Van Booy. "Actually, years mean nothing. It's what's inside them."
I hope "what's inside" your life brings you joy. Let's celebrate the moments and help others do the same. Certainly, you are a source of joy for me.❤️