What feeds your soul?

resonances

Words so exquisitely beautiful that they sing to my soul.

The mind being the largest sexual organ and all that...
 
Thinking about what a devoted, loving mother my sister is impresses me and fills my soul. My niece and nephew are in excellent hands.
 
Wanting you to be with me when I was frightened to face this on my own.
Accepting the fact that you just couldn`t be there.
Tears in my eyes because you came anyway. :heart: :heart: :heart:
;)
 
A person who only wants me to be happy, my best friend, my lover, someone who fills me up with so much pride, takes care of me, turns to me when in need, makes me a better person, allays my fears, consistently surprises me with such a generous spirit, the one I can trust.

Simply put, my husband.
 
Seeing our son smile as he takes his batting position because his mom and dad are in the bleechers rooting him on!!! :nana: :nana: :nana:

:cool:
 
*Music
*Laughter, the one that makes you pee
*Breathtaking scenery (mountains, beaches)
*Seeing planes take off, or being in a plane while it's taking off
*Pictures of fun things i've done
 
There are some days when an insanely overpriced meal, the knowledge of a day's long work well done, and mistakes hopefully swept under the rug, is all I need to feed my soul.

And then coming home to a very warm welcome? Bonus.

And I realized that sometimes the best things in life are free-- other times, better when saved for a moment when you can throw caution to the winds and live in the moment.

Today has been a day of both. Of going out on a limb and coming back with near-pure gold, and toasting it with a glass of lemonade. Of letting my guard down and getting only (hopefully) slightly burned. Of old friends recrossed, and new ideas where there were none.

Five simple words and a hug: "We know each other. C'mere."

It rained, but it also shone from the sun.

I laughed often today.

And the sum total of it all, fed my soul.

-CoyoteTales
 
CoyoteTales said:
There are some days when an insanely overpriced meal, the knowledge of a day's long work well done, and mistakes hopefully swept under the rug, is all I need to feed my soul.

And then coming home to a very warm welcome? Bonus.

And I realized that sometimes the best things in life are free-- other times, better when saved for a moment when you can throw caution to the winds and live in the moment.

Today has been a day of both. Of going out on a limb and coming back with near-pure gold, and toasting it with a glass of lemonade. Of letting my guard down and getting only (hopefully) slightly burned. Of old friends recrossed, and new ideas where there were none.

Five simple words and a hug: "We know each other. C'mere."

It rained, but it also shone from the sun.

I laughed often today.

And the sum total of it all, fed my soul.

-CoyoteTales


OMG! a Coyote sighting....well you know that feeds my soul :)

Also the last day of busy season...well busy season hours any way...and the 'after tax season' party tonight...
 
Cola.... Ahh yes that dark amber coloured drink of Caffeine and Sugar.. Add chaos and you have my three favourite muses.. *sigh*
 
Eilan said:
Wake-up sex

That's always wonderful... I remember my g-f at the time woke me by stroking my shaft... don't remember what time it was, just the middle of the night... it was very quick, but very passionate moment of love-making... funny the things you remember from so long ago... still think about Boston some times... :rose:
 
Noticing something. :rose:
It just might be enough to turn my mood around.
Well I am posting here instead of WPMO.
TY
 
My mother, and seeing how our relationship has changed into a deep friendship over the years rather than just a parent-child relationship. :)
 
Amonara said:
My mother, and seeing how our relationship has changed into a deep friendship over the years rather than just a parent-child relationship. :)


Amonara, I think that's wonderful. I'm also blessed with a great relationship with my mom. It's nice to know and love her as a person and not just a mom.
 
WFMS:

Dealing with unexpected company with style and an experimental dinner that knocked their socks off. (One of the best compliments you can give a chef: 'Damn you. I can't stop eating this.' And third helpings.)

An invitation to dance.

And a much anticipated, greatly needed piece of mail.

As well as a song: 'City of Blinding Lights.'

Life has definitely gotten better of late.

-CT
 
Darkknight2010 said:
Hmmmmmmmmm... hope.

HOPE:

The hope that the beauty that I see around me never fades
The hope that I will always carry the part of the child inside me that gets excited over simple things.
The hope that there is someone out there who will love me as deeply as I know I can love him.
The hope that tomorrow will bring new friends, and renew my faith in mankind.
The hope that I can always feel as happy and full of joy as I do now.
 
WFMS?
- That tomorrow, I start a new co-op job, earning enough to pay the unexpected bills from this past semester (clutch repairs, dental work, uggh!) and will let me save enough to be able to afford my last year of school. Plus, beign a co-op job, my student loans don't come due! :D

- That a dear friend of mine is stuck in a happy circle (opposite of viscous circle) with a booming career doing what she loves, able to spend time with her music man and share in his success as well, and, in her inimmitable southern drawl, (soft sultry, and with a tang of saucyness, reminiscent of her lemonaide) she sums it up perfectly. "I keep sayin' that it can't get any better than this, and it does!"
 
My best friend. I love him dearly. And I haven't spent much time with him. I miss him.

My children and watching them grow and flourish.


The praise I get from my work and the love of my job.
 
Finding the house of our dreams, so soon after having to back out of another offer (now we just have to hope and pray that the home inspection goes well!)
 
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