The spindly old-fashioned rosebush by the garage has two buds--with such a sweet fragrance from nature. I noticed the yellow roses when I took the garbage out early this morning. With all the daily showers, the old bush has resurrection energy. Her twiggy branches once again are bearing the fruit of happiness--God's smile, after the rains. And, yellow is the color of Faith.
I'm trying to remember to smile more often. To watch what my face is doing,--the "billboard" of my inner landscape. A smile is a direct achievement. It lifts the face upward into the spiritual realm of angels. While a frown aligns with the gravity of matter and pulls one down in earthly concerns.
I read its important to smile when you open your eyes first thing in the morning. To smile before you begin to do something new. To keep thoughts upward, and smile at life. S.M.I.L.E. See Me in Love Everywhere.
Not a fake smile, but a conscious choice to see the good already present in each moment. The loving remembrance that we are not alone, but in the company of our angels helps to bring a smile of comfort and relief as we go about our day.
Sending you a smile of gratitude today.
Love and blessings,