I love lists (they’re one of the things that makes me happy!), and I love using lists as a way to kick-start my writing.
It’s not writing, it’s making a list!
Writing lists appeals so much to my desire for organization, neatness, structure, and order.
Today’s prompt is to make a list of 30 things that makes me happy. If you’d like, scratch out your own list, or enjoy perusing my list, below.
- Beaches. Sand in my toes.
- Showers, the tickle of rainfall shower heads
- Camping. Spending time outdoors. Un-plugging. Doing things more slowly. Cooking food. Stinking up like campfire smoke.
- Shared silence. Conversational silence. Understanding the beauty of a pause as rich as the words just spoken beforehand.
- Retreats and adventures with close groups of friends. Sharing a home, a meal, a weekend with people you choose to call family.
- Cuddles. Hugs and snuggles and couch cuddles. Pile-ups with family and getting 5 people in a bed just for hugs. Promoting hug parties instead of standing and gabbing when I get tired of extroverted party antics.
- Really, really good conversations. Conversations that unfold over a period of days, exploring an idea, returning to it, delving into it, pausing, becoming something again.
- Reading good books: books that sweep you up and away inside of their ideas or adventures.
- Exploring new places as a way of staying present with yourself.
- Sleep that feels just right and wakes you up feeling refreshed.
- Cards, notepaper, stationary, letters. A box of unwritten cards beckoning to be written. An enveloped of letters stashed away in my backpack. Writing letters to friends as often as daily.
- Text messages with friends for no reason.
- Laughing at inside jokes. Being unable to stop laughing. Uncontrollable giggles. Things that make you giggle with their memory, hours and days later.
- Making friends on the internet without ever moving past the social connection. Just knowing that you know each other are there. Having that be a joy in itself, and enough, for right now.
- Writing. Writing in my journal, writing 750 words, writing a blog post, writing an email. Writing out my feelings, my ideas, my worries, my anxieties. Even writing in the middle of the night, when I have to — I still love it.
- The view from up above — aerial views from a plane.
- Yoga. Breathwork. Connecting to your self, your mind, your spirit, your body. Union. Refreshing realizations.
- Being connected to each other.
- Photography. Everything I see is a picture, I love capturing the beauty in nature and people. Photography is the way in which I express myself and show the world through my eyes.
- Helping. I adore the feeling of helping and being a positive influence in people’s lives.
- Feeling understood.
- Watching YouTube videos/Netflix or good movies.
- Planned day-dreaming. Thinking about my future life and everything I have to do to get where I want to be.
- Cooking. I find it relaxing, exciting, therapeutic, calming. I’m not an amazing chef by any stretch of the imagination, and sometimes I get it horribly wrong, but I love experimenting with food and flavours and eating delicious meals with my family.
- Ah, so lovely to get into bed when the sheets and covers are all clean and lovely, especially if they have been line-dried too.
- I love being self-employed but the big downside is continually chasing the people you have worked for to pay up. Every so often someone will pay an invoice immediately and it’s such a fantastic feeling.
- Sometimes I can’t believe how lucky I am to write for a living and every time I see my byline in a publication, the excitement I feel is as if for the first time.
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