You know how you can look at a page, and there's the faintest little nuggle that something is NOT QUITE RIGHT? I guess I've proofread for so long, the misses just glare out at me---I can telll from here that there are three l's in that TELL. Or hidden in a milllion of very fine print. Several years ago, there was one such little typo on a Holiday letter that just caught my eye, and my heart. A blogger signed off with "BLESSIGNS," and it so struck me that it's not wrong, and so apropos to the subject that they must be a REAL THING---at least while I spell the word like that. So, for this Spring morning, with all that NEW and FRESH and WONDERFUL out there, and to come---I wish everybody BLESSIGNS.
I like that. We just oughta recognize more of those signs than we do, I think. It could be a color, or a breeze, or a beautiful sunrise, a line we read or hear, or even a rainy day that hinders something we meant to do, but what we do instead is ever so much more meaningful---and we usually don’t even know it. It might even be a person whom we don't even consider important or interesting or worth our time, but there could be a wonderful gift awaiting the taking.
I’m going to start really looking out for BLESSIGNS---they must be everywhere, if I’d just raise my eyes from the dishpan or the monitor or the little day-to-days that are waiting, same as always, day after day.
I like that new Word, Blessigns does seem Right and intentional rather than a Typo!
ReplyDeleteIt's lovely to have you drop in, Dawn---I've spent the morning at your Valhalla, marveling at your Art and Your Heart. Thank you for the visit and I'm now the J on your sidebar. Taking time now to savor and absorb the wild RIDE.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of Happy Accidents -- Bob Ross was great, such a nice soul. Yes, there are wee joys in everything (or most everything), even when it might not at first seem like anything special. They are every day, everywhere, from the meow or purr of a cat to spotting those first flowers of spring. I hope you find many of these today!
ReplyDeleteAWWW, Jeanie!! The WEE Joys are always memorable---thinking this moment's jog of memory back to when we first moved here to this BIG CITY and I was just getting to know people---One visit to WalMart whilst we were getting small needfuls for our temporary little nest, Chris came around the corner with a good-sized box dangling from his hand, like an enormous Animal-Crackers box. It contained a sweet little pink and white lady-rat, for he recognized how much I missed a PET in that small apartment.
DeleteWe named her Penelope, but she was christened (as was our daughter---that's the whole funny point ---PeePee because she tinkled right in her hand on first meeting). What a bright little companion she was. and her six more incarnations over the years after we moved here. Wee Joys, indeed---I can still feel that sweet warm little being snuggled beneath my pony-tail all those Winter nights of our first year here---my own soft little muffler in such a symbiotic merge that benefited us both.
I always love you uplifting little messages---you're quite the spreader of BLESSIGNS yourself!
I do believe that blessings come from the most unexpected sources. One of my little BLESSIGNS is laying right here beside me now with her little belly up in the air. This action from an abused pup that huddled into a tightly curled ball from when we got her when she was 18 months old . Today she is still a scaredy cat about loud noises or things that surprise her but she is also a little wiggle butt of love a lot of the time. I am blessed by her. xo Diana
ReplyDeleteOh, Diana, Dear!!! I was just remembering our first white-and-pink rat PeePee, and just the mention of that sweet little girlie with her mostest vulnerable moment entrusted to you---She needed YOU and there you were---her own miracle BLESSIGN for Life. I cannot think of your warm sweet presence as anything but what Dr. Phil calls "a Soft Place to Fall"---just your soft hair and eyes and sweet smile beaming from the page---that wicked Sense of Humor a GREAT bonus---Whoever is in any way in your environs is WAY LUCKY and has countless BLESSIGNS of their own.
DeleteYou haven't mentioned "your guys" at the VA in a long time---I haven't been back since my own One Guy passed away in 2020. It's WAY across town, and I'm a bit circumscribed in time and distance to be away from home for more than a little while. Happy Saturday to YOU, Sweet Friend!
I wish you BLESSIGNS today and every day. Aren’t we just so fortunate to be able to see our blessings, count them and appreciate them? They are everywhere! Thanks for your lovely words, they are a blessing to me. Sending you happy accidents and BLESSIGNS for a happy weekend, xo, Virginia
ReplyDeleteAwww, Virginia!! I'd love to be someone's blessing every day!! As you are a welcome one of mine---I'd love a way to communicate more someday. I'd love to know what section of the country you're in---we seem to be of such like thoughts and language (apologies for some of mine---I tend to make up words as I need them to express whatever I've got myself into or seen or done). Thank you for being such a faithful friend and dropping in so often---I'm locked out of FB since Leah's account was hacked and can't even enroll as ME. I love my LAWN TEA readers!!
DeleteYou have a fantabulous weekend, yourself!! It's April's last, and they have mostly been wonderful. (THREE appliances DOWN within ONE WEEK sorta salted down April, but they're up and going, and perhaps in a decade our fiscal line will recover).
What a cute idea. That’s very true. Some typos are just happy serendipity… I think that’s overkill of that word, serendipity. You always have a bright way of looking at things that truly elevates the day. Now my last blogpost had a typo that was supposed to say I am a junk journalist , but instead it said…I am a drunk journalist . Not such a good omen kind of thing for sure!
ReplyDeleteOh, GAYLA!! If I did icons and hashmarks and all those strange words and symbols, I'd be LOLLLLing! Did you change it? I'm gonna go LOOK!! Going anyway, as this is my wind-down of a sunny Saturday, with the scent of new-mown lawn and honeysuckle through the screens, and I'd swear the Locusts made today their debut. Isn't this EARLY?
DeleteYes those Blessigns are around us---Sweet Val of Pretty Little Patches says she finds hearts everywhere she goes, and I imagine she does---she carries that enormous heart of her own on her sleeve, with a kind word and cheerful greeting---I try to emulate all her interest in other people---I love to talk to anyone with a story to tell, sad, true, imaginary, far-fetched or so piercing that you never forget. I still remember with great angst-turned to anger when your home/business was burglarized, and how I wished they'd all fall in a hole. I wish grim things sometimes, for folks who just don't think or care how they affect others---sometimes life-altering chaos scattered in their wake as they stroll away from the crumbs. And several of your Mom stories were so poignantly touching that I had tears on the keyboard, especially her last days.
I love now that your vibrant voice is returning, strengthening with the new location, and your gift for words unquenched---your rich magic is so evident in every successive post and comment, and it gives me such joy in the reading and in the knowledge of your returning to the little joys of life.
DO post as often as you can (says she who left the entire world for a couple of years, and blogging for at least four). I just checked out of life for a while, but other duties and calls held me on, though my output of prattle is thinner by far. I've done repeats of several stories, and see that so many other bloggers have disappeared from the boards.
Loved that DRUNK JOURNALIST---you're the one who could win the Pulitzer with flu and the measles. WRITE ON!!! Peace out.