Love List
I have realised that I don’t know myself very well. I believe that I have the power to make myself happy, but I haven’t a clue what makes me happy. So this page is my attempt to figure out what makes me happy. I am hoping that this will page will help me find my way back to myself and show me how to live authentically.
- Pouring myself a good glass of red wine and serving it in a beautiful glass (as opposed to the usual crappy chunky don’t-mind-if-it-breaks-cause-it’s-ugly glass)
- Settling down for the evening, lighting a candle and an incense stick
- Putting the radio on first thing in the morning
- Writing and expressing myself with words
- Being in nature
- Listening to songs that stir something in me
- Whiling away time in a good bookstore
- Drinking a good tall mug of Java, preferably with something sweet. Dark Chocolate works. Or an exceptional muffin. The Vida-e café fulfils all requirements
- Watering my garden on a summer’s evening after Adam is in bed. With or without a glass of chilled white wine
- Working in my garden. Visualising, planning and visiting gardening shops
- Dark Chocolate
- Hugs and kisses and cuddles from my child
- Sunday Night Movies
- Popcorn with too much flavoured salt
- Gloria Bay
- Fresh filter coffee in the mornings
- Doing yoga in the lounge at night when the house is still and quiet
- “Wild at Heart” by Gloriana makes me ridiculously happy when pumped at full volume in my car. I can literally feel my heart beating faster because it thrills me so much. It’s silly, but I actually get short of breath from the enjoyment!
- Dancing to music with my son, or as he calls it: “let’s have a party!!”
- Cooking supper with the music blasting – I jiggle around the kitchen and love it! (Father and son are usually out the house so I pump it up!)
- Eating supper at the table with music playing in the background
- When my son says “I love you” and “cuddle with me”
- Making lunch for myself and Adam. I think I need to explain this one. I don’t especially enjoy making supper (to0 tedious) or breakfast (not awake yet). But for some reason I’ve realised that I love the ritual of making lunch for the two of us. I’ve never made myself lunch before, and I love making it now. It’s easier than supper and more rewarding than cereal. I love making lunch. Wierd.
- Babies. Babies really lift my spirits. I’ve been cuddling a lot of them lately and I love it (my boss doesn’t love it too much – thinks I should be working – but what does she know!). I love cuddling a baby. Even when they spit up all over my clean black shirt.
- Eating a salad picked 100% fresh from my garden (including an array of herbs)
- gooey, overnight soaked, oars, nuts and seeds
- christmas and all the fun and festivities that go along with it
- making christmas gifts for people
- my friends who make me laugh, I really value the ones who see the funny side of anything/everything
- almonds. I love almonds. Almonds are *gasp* almost better than chocolate
- truly and honestly being in the present moment
- My bbm. Yes, seriously.
- My study/home office/sanctuary
…. being updated all the time






