Sometimes I think we worry too much. That our lives are too small and won’t amount to much. When they already have mounted up. And the weight of my life in gold would be too heavy to carry anyway. If we worry too much we will forget how glorious our little lives are. 
Ithink it is ok to have a lovely little life, with small movements and everyday things. 
Just because our lives are little does not make them any less brilliant or colourful or dramatic or worthy. 
Nobody knows me but you. I have no books in print or on coffee tables. Or art hanging in galleries, and names in lights. Though once I almost did. 
I have weeds in my dried up garden. And clothes still hanging on the line from yesterday. You might have dishes in the sink from last night and problems with leaks, but that does not make you or I any less clever. Or good. Or golden.
Sometimes we are just a little cow, with no particular place to go. 
Sometimes we confuse toothpicks with cigars.
And only have one or maybe two friends, who we forget to appreciate.
Sometimes a wee pat on the shoulder is all we will feel that day. Just a little pat.
And then the night time comes and still nothing much has happened, but we are all fed, and we are all warm and we have seen moments of true beauty in our little day, if our eyes are open. And there is more to come. 
I am so glad you are in my glorious little life with me. Because little is loaded with consequence and reward. Every chook step leads us to another one. Then another step and another. This is why you and I like to walk barefoot. Then we can feel the consequences of our steps. We can discover the sparkling jewels in our days. Wake up! No sleeping on your little feet. Our little lives need living. Our little lives are good.
Good morning. Have a lovely little day!
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
91 responses to “Welcome to my Long Life of glorious Littleness”
You demonstrate the Virtue of Equanimity very well!
heavenly, soothing, oh so gentle and loving; i adore your blogs; i love your animalsl and of course want all the best for you and your loved ones; when i read your blogs, I totally relax
AMEN!!
I read your blog posts with my breakfast every day here in the land of the long white cloud. This one landed for my Sunday morning porridge and spoke to me with a deeply personal and spiritual message. As grammomsblog says above AMEN!!
I love your photo of the rooster at sunset…….
Arohanui Celi
Kia ora, kare.. c
Absorbing your words images, my soul responded aaaahhhhhhhh… and my mind clicked to an instant many years ago just after I left school, having dinner with a friend, he said “what are you go to be? you could be..”. I replied “I just want to be ordinary”. And I have been but it’s very nice, and being extraordinary doesn’t excuse you the ups & downs… au contraire. As I read your post & comments, I know I’m in good company 🙂
There is a lot of good company in our comments lounge! We are lucky! c
You articulate it beautifully. After waking up out of sorts and cranky I decided to saddle up my sweet little mare, Ember. She went through the scary hilltop gate without any argument and down the steep hill, where surely there is a horse eating monster, without any hesitation and then out into the hay field, away from her friend Sally, without ever begging to ‘please lets us go home’. As we ambled to the top of the next hill and stopped I leaned forward to rub her ears and tell her what a wonderful horse she is and I thought; yes, life IS good. (Sorry for the longest sentence in the history of blogdom.)
all those moments add up to what I refer to as “walking in beauty” and it’s how we bless our life and the life of those around us. There’s no little about it, truly.
I have made a conscious choice this year to focus on the little joys in my life. This post just spoke to me today C. In so many wonderful ways. Thank you. You, your farm and your posts are one of the wonderful little highlights in my life. 🙂
A wonderfully relaxing and comforting posting found coming on line. Don’t thinl it matters an iota that every room in my cottage IS full of books and I have collected paintings and sculpture all my life: in another way I was only a teenager when I realized that whilst my gfs waited out the hours for a special occasion or trip or whatever for weeks and months, I seemed to get daily joy out of the small things happening to me and around me: a flower in bloom, a butterfly perched on a bush, a new publication in hand, a warm ‘hi’ from a friend passing . . . Glad you took time to take that morning photo . . .
BEAUTIFUL!!!
🙂 Mandy xo
I like little!
Not only is the internet service spotty up here, it is hungry, too. Just before Zia went to bed, I showed her this post and she went to bed with a smile. I said something to that effect in my comment, as well as something about my own smile. That comment disappeared but my smile hasn’t. So, thanks for the smiles, Celi.
Now I’ve got to see if any other of my insightful comments and droll witticisms got eaten whilst I slept. The indiginity! Have a great Sunday!
Gobble Gobble Gobble!! c
Needed to read that, because sometimes I do feel inconsequential. But there is indeed beauty in an ordinary life.
This is so beautiful and calming. You’re an amazing woman Celia, I love your style and peacefulness.
I love the humor that’s so often injected in your photos. I mean a smoking cow … awesome!