Rainbows

I Did It!! #amwriting #Rainbows

/ Marcia Meara / 26 Comments

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“Standing In The Rainbow”
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Woohoo! I took one look at my dog this morning, and knew this would be the day! Even luckier than a rainbow on the floor is one on a chocolate and tan dachsie. (Look it up. It’s true, I tell you!) So, who am I to scoff in the face of a lucky dachshund, standing in a rainbow? Instead, I sat right down and plowed through the epilogue of my WIP, typing The End at about 3:00 this afternoon. Yep. It’s official! Harbinger is done!! (Okay, except for the editing part, but I still think I can get this out by the end of May. That’s my story, an’ I’m stickin’ to it!)

Happy sigh. After a brief bit of R&R, I’ll start #3 of the Riverbend series, but for now, I’m going to bask in the sense of accomplishment that writing my 5th novel in less than three years has given me. And believe me, it feels FANTASTIC! Will they ever be studying my books in Literature Classes across the country? Nope. Do I care? Not a whit. Because there ARE folks out there who are enjoying them, and that’s what I set out to accomplish. I’m living a dream come true, and couldn’t be happier. (Richer, maybe, but not happier.) 😀

Dreams happen, folks. Never give up!

#MidWeekPOV – Gratitude – #wwwblogs

/ Marcia Meara / 13 Comments

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In today’s crazy, dangerous world, sometimes it’s hard to remember to be grateful for all we have. I know I’m guilty of being upset about the negative things that show up, uninvited, and forgetful of the good things I have around me every day. Even the roof over my head and food on my table puts me in a better place than the majority of people on this planet, and that’s the unvarnished truth.

Every morning when I get up, I do try to remember to be grateful for all I have–family, friends, remarkably good health for someone my age, and a new path in my life that has brought me so much joy. But some mornings are more difficult than others. Getting out of bed stirs up a few aches and pains, and it’s harder to remember to say thank you. And then, you find something like this.

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(Completely unretouched or Photoshopped, I swear!)

If a rainbow on your library floor isn’t a “gentle” reminder to express gratitude, I don’t know what is. So today, I simply want to say thank you to everyone who is dear to me, and that includes all my wonderful online friends!

You guys make Life so much better. And you ROCK, too!

 

#MidWeekPOV – #wwwblogs Small Miracles

/ Marcia Meara / 10 Comments

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Wood Stork on the Wing

Some years ago (too many to count), I developed a little habit I call “looking for the miracle.” It started as a small superstition that if I saw something truly beautiful or uncommon at the start of a long car trip, it was a sign all was well in the world, and I’d get where I was going, unscathed. Yeah, I know it was silly, but it made me feel surprisingly good, and you know what else? I found that when I was actively watching for them, small miracles showed themselves to me nearly everywhere I looked.

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Of course, with my long-established love of nature, I often looked for special birds or wildlife along the roadside, as an omen of good luck. I’d spot a bald eagle soaring overhead (always an inspirational sight), and say to myself, “There! That’s this trip’s miracle.”

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Or I’d see the summer’s first swallowtail kite, my very favorite bird of prey, and feel so happy, I just knew it was good omen, and my trip would go smoothly.

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Over the  years, I’ve spotted all sorts of interesting animals and birds along the highways and byways of my travels. A flock of wild turkey is always a good sign, to me . .  .

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. . .  and my first Florida sighting of a half-grown black bear made me smile for the next twently or thirty miles.

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Over time, I saw other things that I counted among my miracles. Rainbows are always good, and double rainbows mean my trip home will go well, too.

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A solid purple field of wild phlox takes my breath away as it announces its miracle status in no uncertain terms.

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A crested caracara sitting in a tree,

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deer grazing in a field,

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a baby donkey standing in the front yard of a farmhouse–all have given me a sense of the magical, the beautiful, the miraculous, at one time or another.

You may count other things as your good omens, but whatever speaks to you in that way, I promise if you make it a point to look for the miracles around you, you’ll find them. And whatever you’re doing at the time will suddenly seem happier, taking on new significance.

Miracles abound, if we but open our eyes. Try it. You just might be amazed.