I wish to feed my hunger for contentment.
to feel contentment
…with my process
…with my accomplishments
…with my work
…with my play
…with my decisions
…with my everyday living
It is not that I don’t feel contentment.
As I write a draft of this post I am watching the sky and the mountains outside my studio window turn many shades of pink and golden as the day begins in the beautiful valley where I live.
Later I will pedal my bike down to the river and watch its life flow through town.
I love playing in my backyard.
But sometimes I feel antsy and unsure. What does it really mean to be content? Life is hectic, and not always as I wish. Can I be content, and yet not always feel satisfied with where I am?
Everyday I feed my hunger for contentment by being grateful for my beautiful ordinary moments.
Participating in wishcasting Wednesday (even if I’m not very consistent) helps me feed my hunger for contentment. It makes me consider what I’d like to bring into my life, and also to be grateful for what I have. What hunger do you wish to feed?