Quiet contemplation. I feel like a child today, wishing a wand would wave and things would be done.
In so much of what is work, I can’t forget the wonder.
Sometimes it just slips us by, we don’t see it, we get weighed down by circumstance and the rawness of reality.
But I find myself remembering more and more that sparkle.
Just a small objective at the base of all of the dreams.
And it’s beautiful.
Why is always a good reminder. Glancing through photographs I saw this one frame of the most exquisite emotion and artistry, and I felt so lucky to have witnessed that very moment with my own eyes. It was something divine.
More than I realize sometimes my life is so blessed. Sometimes it’s an extraordinary challenge but I like the extraordinary.