Do I dare write on this, Connie’s world?  Do I even attempt to place the words for such a complex state – yet so simple?  I dwell too much though.  I dwell and ponder and see much in my world.  Too much?  In my own being of mind I sometimes seem to ponder apart.

My own son told me once I lived in a fairy tale world.   He was mad at me at the time and it just came out with his emotions.  He later said he didn’t mean it but I truly wonder if he really did.

When I talk of the spiritual concept of a way and attitude there, I voice what I think.  I conceive through a different reality from others around me.  Thus, Connie’s world they kid about.  I seem to pull situations and possibilities from nowhere of basis.  Why do I see things as I do?  Am I really and only in Connie’s world?  Do I create things delusional from my pondering so much?

In Connie’s world there is no cell phone; never has been and hopefully never will be a need.  And so I enjoy what God has put before me – not man through “witty inventions”.  I enjoy the quiet and beauty and rest God gives us in this world.  We only need look around…right under our feet, or over our head – look up.  Enjoy the colors of the sky and the lines of our earth as they embrace.  Look for it everyday.  I’ve before been amazed at a gorgeous sunrise, yet to others they didn’t even notice…look up sometimes.  The beauty there helps ease what ails below.  Someone told me when I retired “sunrises and snowflakes” is what retirement is.  He was one to always notice the sunrise too, and yep, what a plan in start to each day “sunrises and snowflakes” – on a given season of course.

And I thank God for His dwelling place for me everyday.  I am so blessed I live in Connie’s world.

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