Flying On Your Swing

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Do you remember this?  Flying higher and higher on your swing until you felt like you were a bird or Peter Pan or some other invincible flying object?  The best of times, for me as a child, was swinging on my swing.

May your weekend be filled with invigorating breezes, sun on your face, and a smile in your heart.  Fly.  🙂  Slainte, Lisa

Adventures Await

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Reencaheragh Strand, Portmagee

Another weekend is upon us.  The weekend before Thanksgiving, no less!  The question is….will I succumb to the frantic running about that seems to be inherent to this time of year, or will I try really hard to just breathe, and look at the sky, do what needs doing but no more, and enjoy the beauty and adventure of the day?  As a wife and mom, I definitely feel the pressure of “Oh no, I have done NO Christmas shopping yet!”  and “I really must get ready for the Thanksgiving car trip to family’s home”.  But there is another side of me this year that is resisting…a side that just wants to enjoy what’s right here, right now and not worry so much about what’s way ahead of me.  Because I feel that I’m missing so much of the now.  So right NOW I’m going to look at this picture for awhile, the sea, the rocks, the look of “what am I going to do first” on my children’s faces as they go down the ramp to the beach.  And then, well, who knows?  I will see what the day brings.  Enjoy every single adventure that your weekend holds for you.  Blessings, Lisa