Last week I saw. . .
. . .a humongous, Noah's Ark-esque, fully arched, brilliant, totally amazing rainbow
. . .nothing out of my van windows as I slowly crept along on the freeway during a torrential downpour in a part of town that I had never been to alone and never want to go to again
. . .a police officer gun down a fatally injured deer on the side of the road
. . .a very beautiful old church and heard it's majestic bells clanging an ethereal tune
. . .about six inches of snow and two inches of ice melt away to slippery slush in one day
. . .my kids through different eyes as I got one step closer to figuring out how to "live in moment", realizing that all those things that I saw had nothing to do with me.
Nothing I did caused them to happen, nothing I can do will make them stop happening. Life will continue it's ebb and flow all around me. If I don't drag my anxious gaze away from the invisible future, I'll miss the very vibrant present right in front of me.
The present is a present. It's there for me to enthusiastically rip off the wrapping and wallow in the delight that it brings. Savoring everything like a decadent dessert, not wanting to blink for fear I'll miss an extraordinary moment.
. . .nothing out of my van windows as I slowly crept along on the freeway during a torrential downpour in a part of town that I had never been to alone and never want to go to again
. . .a police officer gun down a fatally injured deer on the side of the road
. . .a very beautiful old church and heard it's majestic bells clanging an ethereal tune
. . .about six inches of snow and two inches of ice melt away to slippery slush in one day
. . .my kids through different eyes as I got one step closer to figuring out how to "live in moment", realizing that all those things that I saw had nothing to do with me.
Nothing I did caused them to happen, nothing I can do will make them stop happening. Life will continue it's ebb and flow all around me. If I don't drag my anxious gaze away from the invisible future, I'll miss the very vibrant present right in front of me.
The present is a present. It's there for me to enthusiastically rip off the wrapping and wallow in the delight that it brings. Savoring everything like a decadent dessert, not wanting to blink for fear I'll miss an extraordinary moment.
4 readers took time to leave a thought:
I love this! I'm stealing it. {grin}
did you really see a cop shoot a deer????
and thank you so much for going to the bad part of town alone in the rain... for me and my babies! You're an awesome awesome friend!
britt
Welcome back! Sounds like quite the week.
Love the new fabrics too!
~Kate
This is beautiful. I'm there with you. :)
What a beautiful post Shelly :) THank you for sharing
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