Whenever I write a poem or create a SoulCollage card, when I watch my older teenage son loving on the cat, when I connect with others, when I’m donating my time/effort/$, when I let someone go ahead of me in the grocery line or perform other random little acts of kindness, especially the anonymous ones.

Many thanks, Eric. A big amen from one cancer survivor/thriver to another. Namaste.

Sunrise and sunset. Rain. Parenting. Angels. The existence of online sites like these. And, of course, unicorns!

Have been exploring the shadow aspects of feelings of lack and of shame for a while now — still working on accepting them, especially the latter.

This time of year, my various strings of Christmas lights throughout my home, especially my snowflake lights in the kitchen window. The view from my kitchen window, especially at dawn and dusk. Reaching my hand under my bed to find my cat sleeping in her little bed and petting her for a few moments, feeling/listening to her purr 🙂

Ditto on what Debra said 🙂