The Breath of Life

"What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset." ~ Crowfoot

Tonight has been a peaceful and tranquil evening. I was given a great gift tonight by a friend. A magnetic word "Memories" to hang on the wall. Since it is magnetic I am able to place photos on it. I already have the perfect place to put it! In conjunction another journal, beautifully bound with a mother and child on the cover. Warms my heart.

Additionally photos of a peaceful place were taken and shared with me. I am anxious to develop them so I may be surrounded by a tranquil feeling that gets lost with all of my muddle and the day to day living.

Each breath is a choice. We choose to live each day. The breath of life is within each of us, and it is these little things that we should be mindful of to keep making that choice. Enjoy that choice. The crisp smell of rain. Cold shallow breaths of the icy winter air. Goose-bumps and chills. Daisies, daffodils, dandelions. Laughter of children playing. Watching an elderly couple hold hands. These are the breaths of life that keep us alive.

By being mindful of these miraculous events we feed our mind, body, and souls with compassion, kindness, and peace. Thus bringing onto the world these emotions along with love and acceptance.

I am choosing to surround myself with these items that bring me my breath of life. Perhaps we all should.