MULTIDIMENSIONAL SELF

My daughter gifted me with a book for Mother's Day.  "Like Book for Women" created by Meredith Looney is a sort of  gratitude journal where one can write about the things liked.  I like so many things and yet when I sat down to write about them, I found it a little challenging.  Perhaps it's time I took inventory of my gratitude.  Here are a few things I can think of  that I like and that reveal a rather multidimensional me. 







Gazing at the sprinkles of twinkles in the darkness above that make me wonder if the universe is orderly or if I'm watching chaos exploding in an instant of time.

Walking with my dogs beside me taking the time to notice individual plants.  I realize the desert is fertile and full of unexpected, often hidden beauty, much of it thorny, protected so it cannot be touched or found.  There are parts of me that are like that.






Being an outlaw while driving as fast as I dare along an empty highway (no cops or other cars) with the radio blasting songs I sing out loud.  My inner criminal coaxes me with combination of speed and sound so exciting, like I'm flying, happily, dangerously risking and breaking rules.





Engineering construction of a multicolored building with windows from nowhere, an elephant on the roof, a chimney flower, a little man named Jack who stands inside the tiny car upon which the building is suspended.  Then his laughter, when upon a whim, the entire thing is toppled. And we merge in waves of joy, my grandson, the little boy who works so hard at play, and me the little girl who's remembering.





Dancing by myself when I throw a wild fiesta in my house alone.  Salsa music played loud the way it sounds in a club.  I gyrate hips and swirl in primal moves provoked by drums and Latin rhythms that incite wild spirits cheering me on to live "la vida" as "loca" as I want.










Perhaps you can comment about some of the things you like.