Who, What, Where & When Am I?

And then came you…
We are what we feel. Learning to manage your feeling, understanding them, is one of the “tools” that we can never do without, as we continue on our individual journey, on this earth. Sometimes it takes seeking out a neutral party to learn how to do that, to get those tools of life management. We are alive to learn, to evolve and when we stop doing those things, it can be so easy to become depressed and feel alone. Because we forget that we are never really alone, there is you, yourself and the “I”. Sometimes taking a look inward at YOU can be a scary thing, so we take the easy way and focus on everyone else, everything else instead, never really being happy or experiencing that feeling of contentment. We blame others for our unhappiness, when all we have to do, is ask ourselves, who, what, where, when.
Who are you?
What are you?
Where are you?
When are you happy?
Leaving unhappiness, is not always easy, especially if we have been living there a long time.
One cold winter night,  year 3 of 11 years single, my evening ritual of getting ready to go to bed, took about an hour. I took the long soak in bubbles, with music low, then straightened up the cushions on the sofa, put my tea mug in the sink and once I shut off all the lights, made my way to my bedroom. It was so quiet. I had no neighbors close by, so from outside all I could hear was the winter wind blowing up against the house. I stood at my dresser, brushed the knots out of my hair to tie it up and started to think to myself..
.. is this not where I am suppose to be feeling lonely? In the quiet at night, being single, with no one around? No one to say good night to, or to hear those words being said to me? No one to remind me of tomorrows agenda? There was no one but me. Aren’t I suppose to be lonely after so many nights of this? I stopped brushing my hair, stood there in the complete silence, looked at myself in the mirror, closed my eyes and concentrated on that feeling of, loneliness.. but.. I wasn’t feeling it.. it wasn’t erupting from deep within my heart and soul. I opened my eyes and smiled at the lady in the mirror and said..
I’m okay!
Who am I? I am, me, myself and I !
What am I? I am happy !
Where am I? In a great place in my life !
When am I happy? When ever I chose to be!


(Alfred Stevens – Woman in front of a mirror (c.1870)


I made choices, in the best interest of me. And realized that life is not about pleasing everyone else. To be original, we have to please ourselves first. And no one said it was going to be easy, but nothing worth everything, is pain free. We have to endure the pain, to appreciate the healing.
Yes, life on earth is a journey and we have to take our individual paths, over the speed bumps, through the stormy weather. There is no short cuts. There is a quote I read..
“If you go through the tunnel you will come out better on the other end, but if you go around, you avoided the whole journey.”
My journey is not over by a long shot. I was ready for company on my life’s journey and I found or, was found by, the perfect person for me, to come/go along for the ride. I am so ready to learn, to see the world through his eyes and relate to him my visions of the world and life as I see it. I am proud to ride, “shotgun” and enjoy the view at this point.
And if my life on this earth is to end, which it will, just when, I don’t know… how does that song go by ole blue eyes?
“I did it my way!”

I Just Gave Up!

I gave up on us
broken pieces
I gave up on my addiction
foggy decisions
I gave up on conditional love
aching hearts
I gave up on taming my demons
toxic energies
I just gave up
because… sometimes
…..one has to be strong enough to just let go……

~ written by Snowy Impressions – November 14, 2016


My Happiness….

Have I told you lately that I am the most happiest girl in the whole wide world!!!?.. lol.. I hope you are just as happy.. It’s new and it’s free this happiness I feel. How can one define it or how can it be compared? I don’t think it can be. Many moons ago, I was in the store talking to friend and she was telling me about, the love, a person feels for a grandbabe, that it is unlike any kind of love. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe her, I just thought, how can I love another being as much as I love my own children… Until.. I had my 1st grandbabe… she was right!!.. So now this happiness I feel, for me, is a whole new level of being. And me, being a woman of words, can not find the words to describe my happiness.. its so unique.
How do you describe your happiness?

A Lost Art?

” If you give it some thought, the best times and memories in our lives have involved face to face conversations, which took precious time. Whether it was looking into your child’s eyes and they looked into yours when you said, “I love you” to each other. That magikal moment when in a conversation with a special person sitting across from you, the realization that you love them, came to light. The times when you talked with a good friend over a coffee, realizing how much you miss hearing their laughter… I miss hearing you and the sound of your voice.. she texted” – Snowy Impressions

Just A Trickle

What is it about water, the sound of it trickling over rocks through a forest, covered with a ceiling of maple trees, pines and mountains? You ever hear the thought about once that water passes by that spot on the shore or your toes dipped into its coolness, it will never pass that way again?

So we are hypnotized to the touch, the site and the sound. To me, that is how I have begun to see life itself. This day will never come this way again. A moment with someone special will never come this way again, it will never be the same, as clear, as meaningful as it is at this exact moment.  I shant take for granted my time spent with you, my lover, my sister, my brother, my parents, RIP and all those friends and family that I meet along the way..

I am just a trickle of water, you are just a trickle of water, in this stream, called life. May we soothe each others souls, calm each others hearts and may that simple touch be a brush of love, some level of love, letting each other know, I was here, you were here. Blessed Be! & Merry Meet!