Do You Notice...
Do you notice? Do you? Do you notice the small, amazing, beautiful things in your amazingly beautiful life? Do you notice?
Do you notice the ever-changing hues of the sky under which you walk, every single day? How sometimes it's filled with soft, wavering tones of blues and pinks, and other days, it's fiery, consumed with shades of siennas and golds? How it transforms, like magic, from morning, to noon, to night? Do you notice the millions of stars, and vastness of our universe on a crystal, clear evening? Do you notice how you are part of this divinity? Small and infinite at the same time? Do you notice the rings around the moon, and how she shifts and moves, pregnant and full, to crescent and curved? Then how she disappears, only to peek out again, slowly, leisurely, night by night. Do you notice the clouds, when they are heavy with rain, or lazily passing by, with a soft, temperate breeze? Do you even notice the wind, how if feels against your skin, on a cool, summer evening, after a humid, hot day? Do you notice the sweat on your brow, and how it stings as it rolls into your eyes? Like bridled tears. Do you notice the scents of an early spring or a late fall? Sweetness of flowers, spice and fire. Do you notice how the wet grass on a midst-filled morning feels against your bare, soft feet? Or how the leaves look and sound when they twirl, gently, dancing to the ground to form a spellbinding kaleidoscope of color, blankets of beauty.
Do you notice the euphoria and gratefulness in your parent's voice when you call them just to say "hi"? Do you notice? Do you observe when they are sad, or lonely, missing you? Do you notice how blissful they are when you spend those extra few moments with them, that you "sacrificed" from you seemingly important and busy day? It makes them feel special and valued, even though you might be a million miles away, focusing on your insignificant to do lists. Are you truly, fully present with them, sharing that moment in time with them, that you will never, ever get back? Do you notice their unwavering devotion to you, their belief in you, and your dreams, if you are oh so fortunate? Do you really listen to the angelic sound of a child's innocent, immaculate giggle? Do you notice how they notice you? Emulating you, admiring you? How they stare into your eyes, to recognize, your soul? Do you notice how it feels with a wet, cold nose pressed against your cheek, a request to give you, selflessly, unconditional love? Do you notice a heart-filled welcome home, a magnificent gift after a long, hard, stressful, day? Do you? Do you notice?
Do you notice the seemingly insignificant, meager, subtle, small gifts we are given every single day in this amazingly, beautiful life? Please begin to notice. I am trying to notice.