When familiar things, that may have been lost or forgotten, come back to my awareness and I find comfort in them, it’s like I just discovered a secret about myself.  Here are three:

1.  The Artist’s Way.  No matter what quote, paragraph or chapter I read, I get this full of life feeling, in my gut.  It’s an unstoppable, overwhelming, I’m excited to be here sort of…high?!  Happens almost every time.  Then usually, I feel like I have to ration the experience. Like it’s too much goodness.  Silly.

2.  Painting circles.  I love circles and circular swirls, overlapping, never-ending, no beginning swooshes of paint.

3.  Planting.  Seeds grow, that’s what they do.  I shouldn’t be surprised but I am, especially when you can almost see them growing.  I come home, they’re magically taller and stretching toward the sun.  It’s glorious!