Saturday, December 17, 2005

Bliss defined

I'm sitting next to the warm & glowing fireplace, the holiday tree is lit with a rainbow of lights, a dim lamp lights the room enough for reading.

In my lap & around me are my favorite pillows & throw blankets, a bowl of popcorn, a cold soda & a stack of books on Paganism & Native American traditions.

I can hear the fire crackling beside me & Vivaldi is playing on the stereo across the room.

Bliss.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

No candle?

8:51 AM  
Blogger RisibleGirl said...

Wow- that sounds like an absolutely perfect evening. Except mine would have Beethoven in the background!

I spent some time reading about Native American traditions and Paganism (again, can we be neighbors?). I'd like to get back into studying some more.

PS- do you ever look at the word verification and try to make a word out of it like it's a vanity license plate? Oh- it's just me? Hmmm....

10:47 AM  

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