This Door Makes Me So Dang Happy!

My New Door!

There was once a time I thought happiness eluded me, and it was like the magic door that some folks where lucky enough to find, open, and walk through into the world of happy, but not me. I thank God I no longer feel or believe this, because after twenty three years of recovery from the use and abuse of reality altering substances, certainly has made all the difference in my ability. to be happy.

Grateful for having been raised by a dear, wise and gentle spirited mother who imparted her belief in God to me, amd which gave me freedom to find my own spiritual path, and a foundation to build my faith upon. This faith was not actualized until I began to clearly come to understand and accept how I was affected by the disease of alcoholism.

The first first four years in recovery I was in an alcoholic fog, When I finally began to apply the spiritual principles of the 12 Step programs, things began to make sense and fit into place. It was only then that I could truly and honestly live a full life, on life’s terms, not mine, and that I was the only one responsible for my own happiness..

I can honestly say, today I’m happier then I’ve ever been in my life. I understand we all must have our basic needs met such as food and shelter before we can begin to experience some happiness. and this can be a challenge. Poverty is a reality too many have to live with, struggling simply to stay alive. This is something I’m very cognizant of and sensitive to and wish I was one of those who had the means to make a difference.

Knowing how fortunate and blessed I am, makes me so grateful for a countless list, big, small, the good and the bad. Much of the time it’s the small events that happen, bring the most happiness.

Over the past two days I’ve had workers doing house repairs. I was able to have this work done through a grant approval. A number of things that were done are pretty major, but the thing I am so happy about is finally having a solid front door with a lock on it! For a very long time I couldn’t even shut my door without putting a sock in it. Yes that’s what I said, a sock. I really should have taken a picture of the before and after, because I think you might have to see it to believe it.. I can hardly believe it’s finally gone, and I’m transfixed looking at this door because it makes me so dang happy!

So since yesterday I’ve had this brand new beautiful door installed.and it made me so happy, because I’d been living with my rotted and warped hollow wooden door, that had been so exposed to all the elements. I was and am, in awe of my new door. I had to restrain myself from the urge to give the new door a kick shut like I had to do every time I tried to shut the old door.

This new door is a good metaphor for I think, and represents how those little things many might consider insignifcant, can be so very significant to others, and bring great happiness. When you do without certain things, whether it be people, places or things, etc., for so long you come to appreciate them more when you finally are able to experience what it’s like having them.

This new door is not a magic door, but I think it can represent my happiness at this stage of  life, where I feel the happiest, not because of magic, but because of doing the work of life, walking through and accepting whatever lies before me on the other side.


Spring’s Little Things

Canada Geese on the tidal river

It’s been a month to the day since my last post, and then I was anticipating the onset of daylight saving time and the coming of Spring.

Now finally the happiest time of year for me is here, with the arrival of all Spring’s little things I’m observing every day, which fills my heart and lifts my spirit with joy and delight as I watch Spring unfold itself.

Spring is full of the promise of beauty, things, sights, sounds to come. What this beautiful season brings are like old friends, fragrant flowers, green grass, birds, flowering apple trees, watching seedlings grow for my garden and yes, I even welcome the bugs, and I can hardly what to hear the peepers, the bitterns and to see the soaring eagles!

Living on a tidal river, the salt marsh reveals the first sighting of the usual gaggle of Canada Geese that increase in numbers every Spring. I remember when they first came to the salt marsh, there was only a pair.

The day before I listened to the sounds of song birds I’ve not heard since last Spring, and are welcome signs.

Today I had a gang of Lady Bugs that were happily sunning themselves in the window in the mudroom. I transported a few to some of my indoor plants that I’d been having a problem with aphids, because Lady Bugs eat them and find them delicious!.

Lady Bugs in my window today

I went out and pruned my old fashioned Cotton Candy rose bush and then cleaned up my small flower bed in the front dooryard. It was hard work, but I was so happy to be outdoors diggin’ in the good earth again.

Last years’ Cotton Candy Rose

Soon it’ll be June, and it’s always marked by the Lilacs that are just starting to bloom, on my Birthday. The Lilac is one of my very favourite flowers with their intoxicating scent.

I planted my Lilac tree some years ago close to my house, so every time I go outside I smell their fragrance. The Butterflies love them too!

My Lilac tree from last year

Tomorrow I’ll plant my Sunflower seeds out front in my dooryard garden that I cleaned up today.

Last year’s Sunflowers

There are so many things to look forward to in Spring and I intend to enjoy and happily celebrate it’s arrival every single day and the warm days to come.

I look forward to the warm Summer to come, sitting and writing under the canopy of my Maple tree.

Happy Spring!

My sweet,  late,  Fluffo Flower ❤

Tofu That Tastes Like Chicken?

J.P. Sears


Two weeks away from Spring, six days away from Daylight Savings Time, I know that because I’ve been counting! What I don’t know is if there is such a thing as Tofu that tastes like chicken. I’ve tried Tofu and it really grossed me out and it’s got the consistency of bum fat . Just give me the chicken.

People like J.P. Sears make me happy and keep me laughing, which is real important when you’re sick of Winter and whatever else is going on that’s a pain in the Tofu tushy.

J. P. is a seriously funny guy, who understands how important humour is if you don’t want to take yourself too seriously. He’s humble, human, and really humourous. These are the three most important life tools we can have, and I believe are the secret sauce to happiness.


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Recently finding out about this wonderful little word Hygge, that describes a way of being,  I think it closely resembles Eudemonia, which is all about happiness.

Hyyge has it’s origins in Norway and Denmark who say the meaning can’t be described by just one word, and so I’ve been exploring a number definitions. I posted on another one of my blogs about Hygge and one of my blogging friends who lives in the Netherlands said that the Dutch word for Hygge is Gezelligheid, which is snugness, cosy, a bunch of words summed up into this one word.

One of the most extensive interpretations of Hygge I found today on a wonderful word press blog by Louisa Thomsen Brits . She is Danish and English, living in England. Here is her beautiful definition.

” Hygge (“heu-gah”). The art of building sanctuary and community, of inviting closeness and paying attention to what makes us feel open hearted and alive. To create well-being, connection and warmth. A feeling of belonging to the moment and to each other. Celebrating the everyday.

Hygge happens when we commit to the pleasure of the present moment in its simplicity. It’s there in the small rituals and gestures we undertake to give everyday life value and meaning,

that comfort us, make us feel at home, rooted and generous.

We all hygge – around a table for a shared meal, beside a fire on a wet night, making coffee together at work, in the bath with a single candle, wrapped in blankets at the end of a day on the beach, sheltering from the rain at a bus stop, lying spoons, baking in a warm kitchen, alone in bed with a hot water bottle and a good book.

In our overstretched, complex, modern lives, hygge is a resourceful, tangible way to find deeper connection to our families, our communities, our children, our homes and our earth. It’s an uncomplicated, practical method of weaving the stuff of spirit and heart into daily life without sentimentality then taking time to celebrate it on a human scale.


Hygge is a kind of enchantment – a way of stirring the senses, the heart and the imagination, of acknowledging the sacred in the secular – a way of giving something ordinary a special context, spirit and warmth, taking time to make it extraordinary.

Hygge is about appreciation. It’s about how we give and receive. Hygge is about being not having. ”

I’m so happy I found out about Hygge and so I’m making it my 2017 goal to find all the nuances of being more Hygge than I’ve already been but didn’t really know it.


Here’s to having a Hygge life and may all of your moments be Hygge in the New Year and always.





Metanoia is an ancient Greek word meaning to change one’s mind. I heard this word for the first time today. The meaning is beautiful I think, and the idea of the journey of changing. Sometimes we walk a dark road and then, through grace we find our way when the light shines on the path of our mind, heart, or way of life.

I’ve being doing a lot of thinking the past few weeks. I try not to think too logically, but I think with my heart intuitively. I trust my heart over my mind. It hasn’t always been this way. With age comes experience and knowledge. Then comes discernment which brings a level of peace and contentment regardless of what’s going on around me.

“We change our behaviour when the pain of staying the same becomes greater than the pain of changing. Consequences give us the pain that motivates us to change.”

Henry Cloud

A Summer Hug


We all need someone to understand us, and we all need hugs. Social scientists tells us we need four a day at least. This can be easier said than done for many of us who live alone. So we need to find other ways to comfort ourselves, to get our needs met, and that contribute to our happiness.

I’ve been spending my days the past three to four months doing just that. Not working for the first Summer in a long time has been very pleasurable in many ways.

I’ve been getting lots of regular sleep, rising up and going to bed early. Taking good care of myself with healthy food and exercise has been very energizing.

Sitting outside early, first thing in the morning under the canopy of my maple tree, sipping hot coffee, watching the Hummingbirds buzz around while reading, and writing in my journal has been a glorious Summer indulgence, because I am outside. I feel very connected to nature. I always am uplifted and inspired by the beauty of where I live and fills my heart with gratitude and happiness.

Reaping the rewards of a both my vegetable and flower gardens has been lovely and having fragrant fresh herbs is a sensual delight. I can hardly wait to make salsa with my Roma tomatoes and herbs.

This Summer has been self-nuturing and helped me to understand myself. It’s like I’ve been given a great big hug by myself, by Summer and by the beauty of the natural world, where I feel understood.

Comic Relief Vs Difficult Times


The media has inundated us with coverage of the US election campaign especially Donald Trump’s diatribes which are much like dog and pony show performances.

Although I do take having a social conscience very seriously, I really can’t take politicians very seriously, and it’s never where I’d put my faith.

It seems those who are watching and are paying attention to politics,  spend a good deal of time providing comic relief in order to combat that which has been described as being the hysteria of the masses. This may provide some comfort and provides a few laughs, but after the laughs are over, what then?

The serenity prayer immediately comes to mind because after all is said and done, this is the only real relief that will bring happiness in the long run.

Hopefully there are lessons to be learned by Canadians watching, as the US continues go further down into the political dumper. In the mean time, I’ll keep saying that serenity prayer.