Sometimes it’s the small wonders that keep us whole, that keep us here.
The world spins into scary and uncertain territory and our bodies quake with angst. We so easily lose our footing. Our minds tend toward gloom and perhaps even despair.
And then we stumble upon a moment that shakes us out of melancholy and startles us back into the beauties of the here and now.
We pause. We marvel. We sigh. We crouch closer to the mystery.
We whisper thank you to whatever force it was just now that stopped us in our tracks and opened our eyes, when we might have trampled over another small miracle, another moment of amazement and awe.
And when the swoon has passed and we return to the world’s challenges and woes, we recommit to keeping our eyes and ears open to these soul-filling moments of uplift and delight. We commit to becoming a hunter-gatherer of those tiny packages of light that keep us wakeful, hopeful and whole.
We open our hearts just enough to receive the improbable and the lovely. And we broaden our minds in ways that allow them to be perfectly poised to be surprised by delight.