A Smiling Day

fall leavesOn a walk this morning with Jonathan and Cocoa, the brilliant leaves seemed to smile at me. Perhaps they are reminding me that although it will soon be winter and the limbs bare, they will return again soon. Or maybe the riot of color is a celebration of the past few months of sun, warmth, and harvest.

Either way, I felt happy–the way a smile helps me feel.

It reminds me of this wisdom from Emmet Fox, “A smile is to personal contacts what oil is to machinery, and no intelligent engineer ever neglects lubrication.”Robin with earrings

So as I go through this day, I will smile as I see the smiles all around me, and with each smile there is the possibility of another–until the day itself becomes a smile.