Finding the Silver Lining While Singing the Blues

The rain is pouring, literally, outside the window.  In the background, my Beloved is playing the blues.  Yet, here I sit, doing what I do best - writing, and looking for a silver lining behind all the gloom.

Serendipity is a great companion to have when looking for silver linings. For instance, during his weekly trip to the library, Rog was drawn to a book.  The minute he picked it up, he knew it was for me.  Slow Love: How I Lost My Job, Put on My Pajamas and Found Happiness, by Dominique Browning was just what I needed!

Opening the book, I was delighted to find a kindred spirit. Here was a woman of my age who was experiencing what I was living with at this very moment. Dominique's sense of humor, reflective honesty and inspiring wisdom has enabled me to realize that all WILL be well.

Let me give you a glimpse of what I have read.
 
After years on the fast track as the editor-in-chief of House and Garden magazine, Dominique suddenly finds her self in the unemployment line.  Two things happen - her silver linings - she reconnects with nature and the world she has forgotten and she finds joy.



While I haven't finished the book, yet, I don't feel so alone.  After all, someone in the same field, someone who loves gardening, flowers, and the natural world as much as I do, someone who also juggles motherhood and relationships and career has found the light at the end of the tunnel.  Not only that, she is holding up a light for others to follow.

The words from the heart of my heart are filled with gratitude for the serendipity of this book finding its way into my hands.  

As the rain continues to pour down, I think I will curl up on the couch, give myself permission to lounge, and read the rest of Dominique's story.

Namaste!



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Comments

Anonymous said…
Hello Linda,

We are not alone. Our guides and helpers come in the form of books, people, animals and all forms of nature.

Keep the faith, dear one!

Love and blessings!

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