About Finding Beauty
Each one of us choose how our lives will be experienced. This is my basic belief, and because I believe this, it is my choice to find beauty in every event of my life. Finding the gift within the obstacle brings meaning, hope, and ultimately freedom to me and allows me to continue to expand my thoughts, therefore the way I encounter my world and ultimately my Self.
My hope for these writings is to share with you how my search for meaning creates a willingness in me to find the beauty in all of life’s events, whether they are private ones for me or something I encounter in the world’s bigger arena. If we all choose to see and share the beauty in our life adventures, then we will live in a beauty-filled, meaning-full, and hope sustaining world.
About KennaThings that I easily find beauty in:
- Baking. It is my passion.
- Trees and the little birds that play in them.
- All animals, but I am partial to a certain little brown poodle that sleeps at the foot of my bed.
- Campfires and the stars above them.
- Cookbooks, especially if they have beautiful pictures.
- Camping, especially in southern Utah
- Birthday parties
- Birthday Cakes!
- Outdoor movies with lots of junky movie candy and popcorn
- Girl lunches
- A good cup of tea in one of my favorite cups
- Chocolate, all kinds!
- My family, my husband being at the top of that list
- Me, I’m still working on that one, but making progress….!
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Kenna's Blog: Finding Beauty
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