When we hear of the ‘L’ word, we usually think of love. Like when someone loves someone but isn’t ready to say it out loud yet. As you probably already know, I believe in speaking out your feelings, especially if they could benefit the hearer of your words.
My maiden name was “Loesel” (in the old country it was Lo[umlaut]sl. Today I would like to write about ‘L” words.
Make sure to write a list of the blessings that have been lavished upon you. It doesn’t take a leap of faith to realize you are truly blessed. Some people, however, think it is their lot in life to grumble, not appreciate, and not laugh. Leaping lizards, maybe these grumblers are the ones who earn early laugh lines on their faces.
Luxury exists for those who can appreciate what they are given. However, luxury is in the eye of the beholder. A street person used to living in a big cardboard box would think a small cabin very luxurious indeed. And not everyone who appreciates things winds up living in luxury. Climb the ladder of success and see what luxury comes your way. For the feast of Passover, leave out the leavening from the bread you bake.
Get your lariat ready and rope in your dreams, even if just the seeds of them appear. Run by the lake and then sit upon the shore to drink in all the peace and beauty. Laugh when you feel like crying, accept when you lose something or someone valuable, and make lemonade when life hands you lemons.
Protect leopards and other wildlife. Do not languish or your life will pass by too swiftly. Do not take long to apologize should the matter call for it.
I do not believe in luck, but rather the state of being blessed. And love? Of course, I love you.