Daring to be....Me

I found a quiet, private corner in Barnes & Noble the other day where I could indulge the needs of my monastic self. I could barely hear the music of the store. And as I sat down on the floor (which Trix thought was so funny) with my pile of magazines and java chip frappuccino, the rest of the world seemed to disappear.

I was transported to another place (or rather, places) for at least an hour. Then, out of nowhere (OK, it wasn't really "NO" where because obviously she was just walking the store), this elderly woman began perusing the books in "my" section. I hardly noticed her presence as I was deep into Oprah's decorating secrets, until I heard her soft voice say, "You look happy."

I looked up, a bit off guard as I was suddenly thrust back into the real world, and smiled. I was happy. I am happy.

Still, I wonder how she knew?

Simple pleasures...abundant life....
May your days be full of these.