The sun is warm and the grass is green

The Golden windows

The little girl lived in a small, very simple, poor house on a hill and as she grew she would play in the small garden and as she grew she was able to see over the garden fence and across the valley to a wonderful house high on the hill – and this house had golden windows, so golden and shining that the little girl would dream of how magic it would be to grow up and live in a house with golden windows instead of an ordinary house like hers.

And although she loved her parents and her family, she yearned to live in such a golden house and dreamed all day about how wonderful and exciting it must feel to live there.

When she got to an age where she gained enough skill and sensibility to go outside her garden fence, she asked her mother is she could go for a bike ride outside the gate and down the lane. After pleading with her, her mother finally allowed her to go, insisting that she kept close to the house and didn’t wander too far. The day was beautiful and the little girl knew exactly where she was heading! Down the lane and across the valley, she rode her bike until she got to the gate of the golden house across on the other hill.

As she dismounted her bike and lent it against the gate post, she focused on the path that lead to the house and then on the house itself…and was so disappointed as she realized all the windows were plain and rather dirty, reflecting nothing other than the sad neglect of the house that stood derelict.

So sad she didn’t go any further and turned, heart broken as she remounted her bike … As she glanced up she saw a sight to amaze her…there across the way on her side of the valley was a little house and its windows glistened golden …as the sun shone on her little home.

She realized that she had been living in her golden house and all the love and care she found there was what made her home the ‘golden house’. Everything she dreamed was right there in front of her nose!

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There once was a little girl who would slip out of her house at night. Sneaking down the road and crawling through a rose bush in order to get to the sweet, ripe strawberries in a neighbors garden.

The strawberries lured her for years and every year it was the same. She would crawl through the rose bushes, getting cut up from the thorns. The scrapes and cuts never stopped her though. She would always find a way to savor the flavor of the strawberries when they became plump and ripe.

As it is with most of us. We know the obvious pains we will endure when we pursue a passion but it doesn’t stop us from making the venture and some times it makes the reward that much greater. So it is with life, we know we are going to get cuts, bruises and pain but to reach the end we go for it any way. No pain, no gain!

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(I know I have a couple awards to address and I want to thank those for the nomination, I will address these when I am off work and thank those who took the time to mention this blog on their own award nominations. It has been a tad crazy the last couple days and has taken up my time and focus. I hope all have a wonderful weekend and enjoy these stories of inspiration and enlightenment. I’ll be back tuesday)

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In the Movie, “The Next Karate Kid,” Mr. Miyagi tells the girl (Judy Son) that when things get confusing to say aloud, …

“The sun is warm and the grass is green.” 

may your day be filled with the warmth from the sun and may the grass be green on your side of the fence.

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20 thoughts on “The sun is warm and the grass is green

  1. Art, enjoy your time this weekend. Thank you for these wonderfully golden, ripe and juicy stories to brighten our hearts and lighten our burdens. The little girl going after the reddes, juicies strawberries reminds me of childhood days picking many buckets full of blackberries, getting many pricks and scrapes and many dark purple streaks on chin and fingers from “quality control”, if you will! And Mr. Miyagi is just one of my all-time favorite teachers! Thank you for the wonderful memories most of your posts trigger, leaving me floating up out of my chair! By the way, I am NOT “having fun with you guys” with my adult fairytale posts at your expense, I hope you know. I am very sincere when I say I depend upon you all to nudge me back onto some sort of ongoing pathway when you see me wobbling off to the side with my bonkiness, as Angela Marie so correctly pointed out! Maybe many years ago I was a “literary professional” or whatever that was you said about me. But so many decades have passed in very injurious self-criticism that I truly do need you guys to be connected with in every postive way possible. Have a great weekend.

    • you are so welcome granbee
      I too recall the good ole days of the family going out on the weekend and picking wild blackberries, there is an art to it. I also enjoy reading you so keep it up and so will I (~_~)

  2. “So it is with life, we know we are going to get cuts, bruises and pain but to reach the end we go for it any way” Love this Art …… soothed me —– needed this – ZEN IS ADDICTIVE !!!!!!!! Your words are addictive ! Hugs and love from Toronto – to You and Family >>>> and since Eddie Vedder – from the other post earlier this week -Maybe this one will resonate – hopefully – It warms Your Day Too – As You warm so many !!!!
    Enjoy The Rest You do Get Art ——- and realize please how many hearts You impact in a positive way …… TRUTH .

    Blessing and Love
    xx
    C

    • hey cat, you are correct, zen is addictive and so is your music (!_!) Thank you for the wonderful feedback and I look forward to reading your poems and writes. It is true that the cuts and bruises we get in life are just a part of living. So, is the grass green in Toronto? or is it white (grin)

      • Yep . The Grass is green . There was a tiny bit of snow a while ago – but weird climate here – IT CANNOT DECIDE – lol …..
        Zen is addictive – My music is just a part of me Art . I can’t take it away from me because i have grown to become each lyric or chord – and about the musical responses . well – again – Universal Language – Yep this Eddie Vedder masterpiece —– leaves me wanting more !!!!!!!! I think You should post some of your music – Just a thought !
        So – Eddie – some more for You – for all the addictive Zen atoms in us …..
        This is for You and Your wife —— Life force —– !!!!

  3. Someone recently said to me that if a group of people were to put their ailments in the middle of the floor and each could choose which one to take instead, many people would take back their own ailments. Everything comes with its own set of pros and cons. The grass is not alway greener…

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