I danced in my panties this morning.
Looking down at my battle scar, Brad Paisley singing about ticks in that cheeky, sexy way of his. I was twirling around, breasts and hair flying. Looking out and seeing the snow covering the farm in a thin layer of small white glittering snow stars. A small gift from spirit.
I thought how lucky am I?
Right now.
Being in the moment, remembering that this is all there ever is.
No buts this morning
No what ifs
No should haves
No couldhavebeens
No shouldhavebeen
No inthefutureisurelywill
Just now
Now
Now
Because no
promises
This is it
And I am sure enjoying
the bare feet on my wooden floor
the lingering smell from yesterdays fire
the strong coffee
One heck of a cute cowboy
An old map of Montana
Feeling the air on the soft insides of my arms
Now
Now
NOW
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“And I am sure enjoying
the bare feet on my wooden floor”
I love dancing myself at home also,just enjoying the music and the moving.