Monday, May 11, 2015

Smiles and Gardening

And the laugh that wrinkles your nose…  How does it feel to smile?  Is the feeling natural and unconscious or does smiling require effort?  What in your life is so serious that it can apply weights to the edges of your mouth dragging them into perpetual frown?
Are you wound tighter than a Timex watch with a spring crown?  Look in the mirror.  Force yourself to smile.  Enjoy those 28-32 (depending upon whether you possess your wisdom teeth) enamel soldiers standing at perpetual attention awaiting their task of pulverizing your next morsel of nourishment.
Let them out to play.  They would love the opportunity to be more than a bit player in your life.
The smile is warm, inviting, disarming and therapeutic.  Review your photos and determine the ratio of pictures with and without smiles.  If you are at >60% with smiles you are on your way to happy-go-lucky.
Yeah I know, there are times when being serious is important – smiling in the face of peril may not be the best approach.  Can’t convey “carefree” when people expect seriosity, right?  Sure, let’s allow others to dictate.  Haven’t we plowed that row?  Surely we have but when weeds are permitted to grow, blocking the sun and robbing nourishment, attention to need trumps any external force.
Keep that breathless charm, don’t you ever change.  Yes I’m borrowing from song lyrics made popular by the same crooner who made popular the song written by Paul Anka.   We’re doing it “our way” and there’s nothing wrong with that as long as you can keep doubt under control, don’t let your field become overgrown, robbing nutrition and hiding the warmth of the sun.
Don a cute pair of form fitting working tights, a short sleeve fitted top (who says you can’t look sexy while tending the garden?) and flit out to your emotional garden and spruce it up.  You are the ultimate gardener of your heart and soul.  Friends may serve as “guest” gardeners and horticultural consultants.  Their touch should be reassuring and can help you extract the more stubborn weeds.
Grow those flowers colorful and fragrant.  Let your beauty shine!

Love and hugs, Nikki DeCaro

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