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The Bliss Blog


Coming To Fruition

Photo: Toes needed one last beach visit this weekend and this shell found me.

Recent Facebook posting: “Loving seeing pieces of my life flowing into place now on all fronts~  This past winter was one of letting go, letting go, letting go, sometime willingly, sometimes reluctantly-metaphorically kicking and screaming. Frozen feelings, needing to chip through the ice, other times, allowing it to melt. Now that spring is here, I am feeling thawed out and ready to blossom. Allowing for my dreams to come to fruition, surrendering attachment to outcome and giving myself full permission to receive what is for the Highest Good.”

Most days, I am filled with overflowing joy, allowing myself to dance with delight to the music played by celestial orchestras. A whirl wind of activity about which many in my life say they get exhausted witnessing. And then there are days when I don’t feel like doin’ nuthin’.

This weekend was a beautiful blend of both. As I had written about in yesterday’s Bliss Blog entry, called Family Legacy, I officiated at the wedding of a young cousin whose father and uncles had been such a big part of my childhood. Honored to have brought  to the experience, my role as a professional who delighted in weaving wonder around this beautiful couple, as well as the family member who had trained for such a moment that allowed me to share what I had absorbed as I witnessed the devotion expressed by my parents, his parents and grandparents.

In between the celebrations of rehearsal dinner and wedding, I was welcomed into the home of my friend Jenny G. Perry who is also a Beliefnet Blogger who pens Sassy Spirit. Camping out on a cozy couch amidst the high energy Perry Party of 7, I witnessed as Jenny who is a solopreneur, author, speaker and outspoken advocate of women supporting each other’s dreams and visions and her hubby Brian who is an executive chef at The Borgata, whose culinary creations delight diners from around the world, manage with the finesse of air traffic controllers to shepherd their kiddos who range in age from 16 to 4 months. Hard to imagine, since they look like teenagers themselves.  I joined them for a Mothers’ Day breakfast at which this photo was taken.

Photo: My blessings surround me. Wishing all of you as much love as I have in my life and in my heart. #mybeautifulfamily #momof5 #blessings #ilovethem #cuties #whyamisoshorteveninheels

Since they live mere blocks from the beach, I meandered down twice, digging my toes in the sand and dipping them into the brrr bears chilly water.  Stretching back, breathing in the refreshing  sea salt air, allowing the sun to warm my winter weary face, it really did feel good to do nuthin’.



  • http://www.jennygperry.com Jenny G. Perry

    LOVE it!

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