I was driving home from the grocery store, listening to the CD Native by One Republic.  The song, Preacher came on…telling a story about a grandson’s feelings about his grandfather and his infinite wisdom on his life.

This wealth that he speaks of is how I strive to be.  I may be rich or poor ( I do enjoy spending money-don’t tell Frank, although I’m pretty sure that he knows :), happy or unhappy ( I do both well), lead an easy life or a difficult one (Just for the record…I choose easy….hello???)…but always on the inside…I’m filled to the brim with everything I need to see me through (whether I am aware of it or not).  My happiness is not contingent on getting that million dollar check from my book sales(yes, that was me at the mailbox sticking my head all the way in..) or the daily thunderstorms that seem to pop up all around me (I have different hats to wear for each one), or the changes that take place in my life on a moment to moment basis (even if I am standing still so as not to rock any boats).  No indeed, my wealth is based on something much richer and deeper than that.

It comes from a knowing that I am safe, even if I’m running from a bull 🙂 and that I am okay, even if I just tripped over something and broke another toe.  I know that laughter is my best medicine…renewing my spirit and lightening my load (and everyone else’s around me from the ranting and raving-that I do so well 🙂  Nope, it’s my love of life and the tools of living well that fill me up….giving me a taste for adventure, a feeling of triumph over the challenges that I face, and a walk in a world that shows me the way, protected by peace and surrounded in love.