As I did my walk-about downtown today
Stopping off for errands, a delicious coffee and some me-time
I was suddenly struck still by how the stunning sky slipped into my soul.
The blue was brilliant and the clouds had a thick cotton candy texture. The sun was just so, making the foreground snippets of a church steeple or the top of the grain elevator stand in sharp relief to the sky.
Salve for our scrutinized soul
Danielle LaPorte described so beautifully the little paper cuts we inflict on ourselves as we go through our day wishing we were different, better. We endeavor to become mindful of this habit and change it.
(oooops! Is that wanting to be different or better? It’s a thin fence to walk.)
Of course, we are always walking toward being the best, truest expression of ourselves. However, while we’re doing that we must also drink in our world and fully appreciate it. The ripple of pleasure through my middle when I stopped still on the sidewalk and just stared at the beauty is hard to describe. You know it when you feel it.
Those shots of pleasure when we truly notice the beauty in our everyday lives soothe stresses and heal worries, if even for a second. They take away some of the sting from our very busy criticisms. They pull us up from the workaday discomfort. They help us remember that we are connected to the beauty, that we in fact contribute to it.