peace or something like that

'At the end of the day we are left alone, to the mercy of our hearts.'

I'm turning over a new leaf, or perhaps its a shovelful of snow. Does anyone besides me pay an exorbitant price for being too nice? When I scrutinize my nice behavior--oh, and scrutinize I do!--it usually unearths a deep need to be loved, or at least liked enough. So, I am aware that dishonest or self-serving motives do not a nice person make.

Along my journey I am continually searching for peace--of mind, and heart and pie. During this winter I've been on the lookout for signs that life sustains itself--whether I am nice or not. Thus these snapshots of the sun's various blue shadows on the snow and little critter footprints.

In an article I read recently by Geneen Roth I was struck by the following as it applies to mindful vs. emotional eating:

'...you'll discover: The you who is not your past, not your habits [yeah!], not your compulsions. When you get to know that person, anything becomes possible. . .'

Its all good. Please enlarge my photos and you'll see what I mean!