simple delights

i am delighted by the senses.

delighted.

this is a compilation of just some of the many delights that i am grateful for at this moment.

the coolness of the wood floor on my bare feet in the morning. the open, unlimited feeling of a new day. the sound (and sight!) of josh laughing. his facial stubble on my cheek when his moist lips touch mine. the firmness of my yoga bolster supporting my back so that my heart can open up more freely. the heaviness of a mug balanced on my bottom lip, while hot tea greets my upper lip. the silkiness of a warm bath with a few drops of oil added in. the most delicious and decadent deodorant in the world that that i've been wearing for years and people actually comment that i smell good and ask "what is that scent you're wearing?" (all the credit goes to dr. hauschka's "floral" under my arms! hah!). the cozy softness of organic cotton and/or hemp clothing....amazing....once you feel it, you won't want any other fabric wrapped around your skin. the heat of the breath between the upper lip and the bottom of the nose on a lengthy exhalation. the smell, the sight, the taste of any one of josh's meals: spinach lasagna, potato leek soup, fresh avocado, onion, tomato and brussel sprout sandwich with parmesan grilled toast and dijon, etc. etc. (thank you, josh!) the creaminess of chocolate melting on my tongue for dessert. the sweetness of my nephew's voice saying "come. come look!". holding a hand-written (paper!) letter from a dear friend in my hand. the feel of my heart smiling when i see josh napping on his side with one dog sleeping behind the bend in his knees and the other dog sleeping in front of the bend in his hips. the orange-fuchsia sunset stretched across the sky. the joy in the voices of patients during karaoke night at the hospital. the cool, crisp air that numbs my cheeks when i step outside. the wood plus fire = crackles of the fireplace. the lovely, gritty, textured sound of music from the record player. the aliveness of each cell, awake, after dancing. the smoothness of fresh, clean cotton sheets to slide between at night. the contented sigh miles lets out as he plops down next to me. the warmth of my pooch's body, the softness of his coat, curled up against my belly. the earthy smell of my dogs' paws. the rush of excitement when josh returns home. the spaciousness of night and delight of anticipated sleep.

thanks be.