These are my musings and observations on my daily life, loves and the laughter that are all a part of my experience of living now in the shires of England.
Thursday, 11 February 2010
Gifts
Gifts. What are they? They come in all shapes, sizes, colours and are often indescribable.
I love to give gifts. Home made, shop bought, anything. The pleasure on the face of the receiver is a gift in return.
Today I’m giving myself a gift.
A present of time. Presence in the moment. Reflection and peace.
I receive it with utmost pleasure. My personal gift to myself.
Namaste.
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