What makes you happy?

Colors of Love

A blue sky with fluffy white cottony clouds.

Sun shining through the leaves of trees, framing the green with a golden border.

The sound of crickets, cicadas and grasshoppers.

Hiking through the woods, the sound of leaves and twigs crackling and snapping under my feet as I walk.

Taking pictures of beautiful things.

Running on the boardwalk.

The belly laughs of my children playing.

My daughter’s art work.

My son’s songs.




Creating, just about anything.

Helping others to feel better: about their bodies, themselves, having less pain: with walking, with life, with sex.


Hanging out with friends.


Playing cards against humanity (the last 2 items combined).

Learning cribbage (and winning my first game).

Being grateful for all of the beauty in my life.

Listening to great music.

Having great sex.

Long philosophical (or not so philosophical) conversations.

These are the things in life that open my heart, yet very few of them involve money. I spend so much of my waking life earning wages. It’s an interesting thing to see that many things that I enjoy the most, cost so little yet they have so much value.

Interesting that this so-called life is so upside-down. Maybe the argument is that people would not do for others if there were not a financial incentive. For me, I disagree. Taking care of others is in my blood, “it’s what I do.” Ut Prosim: To Serve.


Drawing by my daughter.

Published by Tiffany

Writing out my thoughts has helped me to gain a new perspective of myself. In sharing these writings, it is my hope to help others to better understand themselves. It is my belief that with each of us who chooses this path of greater understanding of thy self, that it inspires others to do the same. This building momentum is the force that drives me to share, for in my vulnerability, I find my strength. I believe that you can also find yours there. ~~~In reading some of my posts, you will see that growth is not always pretty. It is in breaking apart and coming undone that a seed sprouts and breaks free of its own captivity. It is also out of mud that the lotus blossoms. ~~~Please join me in seeing the beauty of growth within the deconstruction of our limiting beliefs. ~~T.C.

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