Today I love people who open their hearts to others and accept them with an open mind allowing them the right to be who they are and waiting patiently for them to accept others. I love people who allow their neighbors to be neighbors and don’t expect them to be the image of their own beliefs, political or religious. I love people who have the questions they need to answer apparent in their own statements, as long as those questions are there they have the chance to see them some day and hopefully search with an open mind for answers. I love that “open heart” is another way of saying “open mind.” I love people who are receptive to the thoughts of others with differing opinions, people who do not judge with their statements, people who are willing to listen rather than offer defeated or defeating descriptions of situations and people with inflammatory adjectives and judgments premade. I love people who stay at the table, stay in the conversation, continue to identify the flaws in logic and help people work around them. I love people who realize that changing their opinion is not admitting they were wrong, it’s allowing themselves to grow.
Today I love that the heat continues and that means memorable summer days for children on holidays. I love remembering how the hot days of my own summer holidays were spent, longing to go to the water and often getting to do just that. I love remembering how cool the stable often was, empty during the summer days, quiet, sanctuary, haven, refuge, retreat from the heat and the sun. I remember the water trough in the back of the barn yard and climbing into it on hot days just to soak in the cool of the gallons of water, remember the cattle showing up to drink and them not caring I was there and me not caring that they had their snouts in the same water I was cooling myself in, life was so much simpler at six years old.
Today I love strawberry rhubarb porridge. I love that I was cooking off and on all day yesterday, a thing that is easily done in a kitchen that works, and that’s how the pot of strawberry rhubarb porridge came to exist. I love that today there will be more cooking going on in there. I love that I got a good portion of my radio show written yesterday and hope to have it completely written by day’s end. I love all the things I get to do with my life.
Today I love sipping coffee while I plan how to make my day’s deeds and needs become done and taken care of.