I have a book that sits on my desk. It’s covered in pink cloth and has little flowers scattered across it. In the front it says:
This Book Belongs to: Holly J Burdett
I remember the excitement I had when she gave it to me. She said “This is for you to keep your writings in. I love your poetry, you should keep it up.”
I contemplated what I would put in the book. At that time, more so than recent years, I wrote a great many things. Poems and stories and dreams and lists….. I contemplated what the book would hold. Because it was a special gift from a good friend and coworker. Then came my “parenting years”, unexpectedly I changed course. What a wonderful journey that was! Every now and then, I’d scribble something in my notebook or on a sheet of paper that I believed qualified to be in “the book”. Then I would carefully transcribe it, clarifying it in the process.
I’ve shared the contents of the book with just a few people over the years. Periodically, I would open the book and share something that seemed appropriate for a particular time and place. I’ve been encouraged lately by my friends at Milagroworld to share some of my stories. They tell me my stories are uplifting and insightful.
I’ve always been shy about doing so, but…. Today, I will begin my journey of sharing of insights and poems and “stuff” that I’ve gathered in my little pink book and beyond over the years. It is my hope that you will find it useful and helpful in your own adventures.
Here’s how it begins – Page 1 of my collection:
Inside this book
of mine you’ll find
So many things
I’ve left behind
Sometimes they’re good
Sometimes they’re bad
Others so sad
I put them here
inside this book
Where I can pick it
up and look….
I search through them
like buried treasure
Reread them all
and then remeasure
How they have each
And made me what
I’ve come to be.
It’s a truism. I find that, especially when I’m troubled, I write and write and write and then just put it away for a day or two. When I look back on it later, it helps clarify for me what thoughts and feelings came from that moment of darkness.
And it’s also true that every choice I’ve made since the moment I began this life has led me to this moment. And, in this moment, I am happy. That’s not to say that there are no struggles in my world, there are. It’s not to say that life is perfect. It’s not. But I am happy nonetheless. It’s all in how you choose to respond to your circumstances. Every moment, I choose to respond with happiness and love. It’s the only way to go!