I always have many books, magazines and yarn laying around in various places. When I looked at the coffee table last night, I was struck by how everything sort of matched in terms of the colors.
They were so pretty! All muted and soothing. And then I noticed something else. All of those items to me are evidence for a strong pull toward a slow life with simple joys, things to be savored and enjoyed.
Sometimes I am not even aware of what I am yearning for at the moment until I take a cue from what I'm collecting around me. Does that ever happen to you?