Maybe it’s all about feeling good vibrations.  If the universe is made of one substance vibrating in different frequencies and modulations, maybe one of the best stories for me to live is to hummm and buzz at the best vibe possible.

Good vibes for me:
Hearing someone crash through a block of fear into that soothing field of just sadness. 
Being in a heated home.
Recognizing that running around in rush hour traffic to do unnecessary errands is not a good idea.
Starting dinner before she gets home.
Dressing so I feel–and look–good.
Reciting the prayers of my sangha.
Seeing my son’s beaming face in a photo send by his dear wife.
Getting ready to decorate with aromatic pine boughs and wood roses (pinecones).
Putting on holiday music.
Hearing my dog’s click click click of his paws on the wooden floor, sniffing out dropped morsels of food.

Being a center of Divine creativity, a flute ready for the breath of Her Song.