Joy Is All Around

Have you ever been surprised by joy? Picture yourself loading up a canoe with folding chairs and a picnic, and paddling off to a small island.

You arrive, unload the canoe, and set up your chairs. Lo and behold…attached to one of the folding chairs is the chrysalis of a Monarch butterfly!

Just look at the perfection, and the detail, the tiny decorations of gold on the soft green. Only in nature can you find such beauty and magic. And be moved to tears of joy at the wonder of it all.

the chrysalis of a Monarch butterfly

The perfect design of a Monarch’s chrysalis ~ photo by Julie Wise

The Road Less Traveled

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
and I‚ÄĒ
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
~ Excerpt from The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
path into woods

Into The Woods…photo by Julie Wise

Sunrise, Sunset

I love sunsets, and sunrises (although I’m not often up early enough to see sunrises!)

Each one is unique. Each holds a surreal beauty, subtly shifting from moment to moment, ushering in a sense of peace and serenity. A feeling that all’s well with the world.

Is there anything more beautiful?

sunset

Sunset at Smiths Lake, Australia. Photo by Julie Wise

Joy is…

One my my many joys is driving my Mini. I smile every time I see it. It makes me feel happy inside. Plus it’s so much fun to drive (especially on roundabouts)!

Another joy is having matching black and white accessories ūüėČ

Mirror covers and car by Mini Canada; capris and clutch by escherly design. Such joy!

me and my Mini

Mini me!

A Star Is Born

I discovered this beauty a few days ago. At first I thought it was a morning glory flower because I noticed it first thing in the morning.

Last evening, however, I saw a second one, unfurling slowly. Within an hour, it was completely open, and remained so all night. This morning it is gently closing.

It’s called a moonflower because it blooms during the night (and probably also because it’s white).¬†However, for me¬†it’s really a star flower. The star design at the centre reminds me that I am a star at my core (as are you), and it’s important to let that star quality shine for everyone to see!

moonflower blooming

A star is born! ~ photo by Julie Wise

Just For Today

Our lives can be so busy and demanding. It’s easy to get distracted by worry, or stuck in what “could have, would have, should have” been.

It helps me to remember each morning that it’s a brand new day.

A fresh start.

A clean page.

The world awaits in all its sparkling glory, and so I begin anew.

ocean and sky

Today is always a new day. ~ Photo by Julie Wise

Oh The Wonder!

Lately I’ve been trying to see the world through the eyes of a child…with wonder at the incredible magic of the place in which we live.

This past weekend, I had an experience that was truly wonder-filled.

As a flock of fifty Canada geese made their way to the water’s edge, I noticed one had unusual markings. It was the same size as the rest of the geese, but its head was white, and its neck was mottled grey and white. It also had a light-coloured bill and pinkish feet. The underbelly of this goose was also predominantly white. Yet for all its differences, it was accepted as one of the tribe.

Later, after checking the bird book, and getting some photos, we determined that it was likely a Blue-morph Snow goose. Clearly it had missed an exit on its migration path!

Imagine seeing a Snow goose in southern Ontario in the summer! Oh the wonder!

snow goose and Canada goose

Canada goose and possible Blue-morph Snow goose – June 19, 2016, southern Ontario (photo by Ralph Morgan)

 

Let There Be Light

Sometimes, as William Wordsworth said, “the world is too much with us.” Events in our own lives, and around the world, can weigh heavily on our hearts and minds.

At such times, I close my eyes and surrender…to the feelings of loss, of sadness and disbelief. And as I breathe in, I notice…the feel of the wind on my face, the touch of the sun on my shoulder, and the melodies of birds in the trees.

I recognize that in the midst of sorrow, there is also joy. It may seem more fleeting, hard to capture, and yet, like a butterfly, it hovers around me, at the periphery of my vision, just waiting to be noticed.

And so, I choose…to notice joy; to feel my own aliveness and wellbeing; to celebrate all that is good in the world. In so doing, I honour those in my world who are no longer able to do the same.

sailboat in sunset

Let there be Light… (photo by Julie Wise)