Even though it's a small space, every couple of years I like to give it a facelift by putting the furniture in a different place. In the process this morning, I found a list from May 1, 2017 where I listed 18 things that make me happy.
It made me laugh!
Two of them I have already written about--my convertible, and a good cup of coffee--and the list served as a reminder of things I can continue to write about. But ... what struck me was how it made me feel. I see how my love of things like "a cat in a window" or "winning a contest" are still true, and that I am still that person. I like the person that made that list!!
Lists like these hold many truths and they seem to be seeds of my dreams and goals. Many of them belong in a family of thought. For example, "a clean floor" and "a beautifully-made bed" and "a beautiful cut flower arrangement" make for "a good yoga practice" in my home practice while yoga studios are still closed or limited. "A delicious cup of coffee" with "writing a good poem" or "finishing a song" that helps me in "winning a contest" also go together. It's really quite fun to group them into meaningful experience.
With all this time alone or limited contact, I really do think that life is a series of moments, and it's what we do with them that counts. These simple things "make me happy" and I am glad I have a record of them to encourage me to keep going.