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Joy: From the Ground Up

Love Play Live: Lighting Up Darkness January 18, 2013

Have you ever tried to piece a puzzle together without the box? I’ve been trying that lately with Simple Abundance. I was worried that I was going to start sounding repetitive with the whole gratitude in simplicity storyline and folks would get disinterested. But I did not disregard my daily commitment to reading Simple Abundance, whether or not I made it a main focus of my blogger thoughts this week. I do wonder if that hasn’t had a negative influence on my weeklong reflections…I hope not, but I welcome any and all feedback on the matter.

What I know is that today’s Simple Abundance challenge struck a special chord with me. Living in Wisconsin, a state that gets cold and snowy and the hours of sunlight are at an extreme shortage this time of year, the concept of light amidst the darkness speaks to me.

“Outside, winter’s darkness closes in,” Breathnach writes. “Inside, you have found your own light.” We find light in the little things that may seem otherwise insignificant throughout the day, like that special treat mom gives me before she goes back to work after lunch, or that bowl of peas dad gives me after he and mom share a yummy Friday night steak dinner.Light Amidst Darkness

So again I enjoy today’s daily prompt in coordination with my daily journey toward comfort and joy:


Write down the first words that comes to mind when we say . . .

. . . home.

. . . soil.

. . . rain.

Use those words in the title of your post.

Love play live. When I think of home, soil, and rain, those are the first three words that come to mind for me.

…home = love: Mom, this one’s for you. We both love Phillip Phillips, but when I hear his lyrics to “Home,” I think of what you and dad did for me when you brought me home from the humane society. I picture these words coming from you, which fills my heart with so much love there really are no words to explain my thankfulness. Except for those set to beautiful chords by Mr. Phillips himself:

Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They  fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down love
If you get lost,  you can always be found
Just know you’re not alone
Cause I’m going  to make this place your home.”

…soil = play: Dad, this one’s for you. All those times you we play around in the backyard when you don’t think mom is looking…those are some of my most favorite moments. I know sometimes I make a mess of the yard, and then I track dirt into the house, but you love me nonetheless. And I know you didn’t consider yourself a “dog person” before we met, so our quiet moments together without anyone else mean that much more to me. I love you, dad.

…rain = life: This one’s for my family. I know what its like to seek shelter in the rain without a warm, loving home. I would prefer not to sleep under a stinky green garbage unit ever again. Yet somehow rain is a reminder that I probably will never have to.  Because I have home and soil, I am thankful for rain. I greet the reminder of my blessings in life.

Inside, I have found my light.


23 Responses to “Love Play Live: Lighting Up Darkness”

  1. I love this! It is so beautifully done!

  2. Thank you for inviting me to visit. Such a wonderful voice through a dog’s point of view! Love the picture…Wiley is obviously a contemplator.

  3. samiaidrees Says:

    Thank you for the pingback.. You have explained home so beautifully.. 🙂

  4. maggiemq Says:

    Why is my head giving me a picture of your dad a lot like mine “no we are not going to have a dog!” – but then they see that special dog and they go “aaawww”-just as long as no one can hear it that is…

    Wishing you a great weekend Wiley..

  5. cynthiamc1 Says:

    Read Simple Abundance years ago and started my gratitude journal during a time when I didn’t see that I had a lot to be thankful for, but as it turned out, I did. Now I look back on those journals and they bring me great joy. Gratitude has worked its way into my regular journals now, but I still cherish those early ones.

    • Dear Cynthia,
      That book is truly inspirational. And I feel like anyone who has read it starts in a similar place – thinking there isn’t much to be grateful for….what a wake up call we get with our gratitude journals! Those early ones are definitely worth cherishing…they were the stepping stones to where you are now. What a blessing.
      Lots of love (and so nice to hear from you!),

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  8. Reblogged this on Wiley's Wisdom and commented:

    Being a light in darkness is one of my favorite things.

  9. utesmile Says:

    This is beautifully written Wiles!

  10. We LOVE Simple Abundance, and can never have too much of it. That being said, your posts always inspire, with or without Sarah. Your words about Home, really touched us today, Wiles. It’s one thing Mom and I agree about. It’s our single favorite word in the English language.

    Love and licks,

    • Dear Cupcake,
      I’m so happy to hear my words touched you today, since your words touched me. Thank you for saying what you said about my posts. I always try my best, and I know sometimes (especially lately) my posts aren’t the greatest. So it means a lot when a pal like you speaks up and says something so sweet. High paw and lots of love to you and your beloved mom. May you be home to each other for many more years.

  11. Sandy Says:

    Dad wasn’t a dog person before he met you?? Wow. Talk about changing someone’s perspective. That’s awesome. Wiley – thank you for another thoughtful post (on many levels).

  12. pseudostarlight Says:

    Gahh, I love your version! I treasure my family too, and I think it’s beautifully written 🙂 I’m a sucker for quotes

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