the simple things in life, when i slow down enough to pay attention to them, are what make me feel the very most alive.
more often than not, i'm strongly moved by the sunshine. the sun just shining however which way it feels like shining, be it rays shooting through the clouds, glitter sparkling on the water, filtered through the trees, windy and moving the green grass like ocean waves, or everything being that hazy golden orange color when setting, sparking my desire for a sweater.
why those things? i can't explain, but it's a feeling that is overwhelming (in a good way) and undeniable.
when these simple things capture my attention, i become frozen, and stop in awe. sometimes even mid-thought, and definitely mid-sentence. anyone who has driven in a car with me could attest to that.
why so strong? why so memorable?
good question.
i thought about this for a while when the question was first asked of me. the next day i reported that the reason these things moved me so much, is because they aren't dramatic. the trees, just standing next to each other, enjoying the daylight, not getting all pissed because another tree is in it's bubble. "hey jerk! keep your branches off of me," or "move it! my root was there first." maybe in their own ways they work out problems like those, i'm sure they're legitimate, but there isn't conflict about it. they aren't getting all up in arms (ha-ha), they aren't cussing each other out. they're just being there. they are growing, they are living and breathing, they are naturally doing the processes that they are meant to do. their leaves bloom and die over and over with the seasons and just do their thing. i like that.
the other day, while driving downtown, the weather was very windy. i noticed (and pointed out) this one guy in particular who had on a grey suit that was a little bit loose that was flapping around like crazy in the wind as he got off his bike and locked it to a pole. i think the reason that wind moves me so much is that it's so big. so mighty and uncontrollable and wild. i love that. that man's suit was all over the place. there was nothing he could do about it. he wasn't even trying, which was nice, because it just looked cool to see his pants and jacket so animated.
these things that so easily could be missed, i feel so thankful and special to witness them.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
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