The way I see it...

Good morning Light Workers of the World!
It is still early here in Devon... I can hear the sparrows chittering outside my bedroom window, a few cars are droning slowly by, and there goes my next door neighbour again! opening up her creaky garden door to let her dog out. He's a jack russell terrier and always barks at the birds - if he's quick enough, he might get to chase the poor old cat...
The life we have created for ourselves can be anything we want it to be. I could look at these simple things going on around me and think 'how boring - how sad', or I could see them all so differently... I could marvel at the wonder that is a tiny feathered bird, I could smile with love when I watch a gang of them bathing in the dust by the side of the road, and I could think of all the times I've watched their fledglings flitter like balls of fluff, down on to the ground after their first flight. I could think of the people driving past my house on their way to work, their day stretching ahead of them, their minds full of all the things they are going to have to do. Maybe they are listening to the radio, and filling their poor tired heads with the woes of the world, as they unwittingly swallow the media meal of death, disease and destruction. I always send them bubbles of love as they go by, and ask them, with my being, to switch the channel and find some uplifting music to listen to instead. To fill their bodies with joy and song and come to know the different way. I could see my neighbour, the elderly lady she is, as a woman full of wisdom after all these years and not as an old gossip. She and I may not be the best of friends, but that doesn't matter... she thinks I'm mad as a hatter with my purple walls, navy blue star scattered ceilings, abstract paintings and rainbow clothes - and I prefer not to listen to her telling me the business of everyone else who lives nearby - but that's okay too, because it is our choice to make... I could see the dog as a noisy nuisance, I could get angry because he chases the birds, it could make me start my day with a scowl on my face that might never leave me... but then again I could admire his tenacity because he never gives up, I could choose to see that he is a dear little dog with a sense of humour and a great comfort to his owner - he is a miracle in a little black and white coat!
I've learned it is so much to do with our perception - the circumstances in our lives may change very little day to day - but it is how we view those circumstances that matters. When WE change - everything changes!
Many bright blessings to all treasured light workers this morning - may we all go out and take our light into the world, and not forget we have each other...
I love you all so much
Love & Hugs