Smelling the Roses
You know those moments when you stop running in the insane rat race known as your life, and just marvel in the beauty of the world around you?
I had one of those moments yesterday afternoon. I just sat on my back porch and gazed at the world as it was bathed in amberlight. But there were rain clouds overhead, creating a interesting contrast of light and dark. It soothed some part of me that I didn't even realise was in need of soothing.
I need to do that more often, but like so many people in this fast-paced world, sometimes I just forget to stop and appreciate everything. To consentrate on what I have, not on what I don't have.
We move more for the sake of moving, not really for any specific purpose, and one of my greatest fears is that one day I'm going to stop moving and realise that I've moved far away from what I really want. That the hopes and dreams that fueled at least part of the movement, will be nowhere on the horizen when I stop and look around.
That one day I'll forget the simple pleasures of a spring afternoon...........
I had one of those moments yesterday afternoon. I just sat on my back porch and gazed at the world as it was bathed in amberlight. But there were rain clouds overhead, creating a interesting contrast of light and dark. It soothed some part of me that I didn't even realise was in need of soothing.
I need to do that more often, but like so many people in this fast-paced world, sometimes I just forget to stop and appreciate everything. To consentrate on what I have, not on what I don't have.
We move more for the sake of moving, not really for any specific purpose, and one of my greatest fears is that one day I'm going to stop moving and realise that I've moved far away from what I really want. That the hopes and dreams that fueled at least part of the movement, will be nowhere on the horizen when I stop and look around.
That one day I'll forget the simple pleasures of a spring afternoon...........