Morning Musings I
I’ve found that often the lessons we need in life are delivered to us on a golden platter. We have little bits and pieces of the lesson scattered across our path, glistening up at us from the roadside, begging to be picked up and examined to be made a part of our experience. But instead, we treat them as a stone to be kicked about, something to play with rather than being cherished and carried along the rest of the journey.
It’s like that with many lessons in life, right? The friend that was just someone you used to meet for drinks one day is consoling you during a dark period in life and you think, “How could I have ever overlooked your value?”
That’s the way of life though, isn’t it? We get lost in our focus on the future or the shortcomings of our past that we miss the shining moments in our present life. As we grumble about our misfortunes and things that didn’t go the way we planned— I’m guilty of that mentality as well. I go in waves of declaring, “Okay! I’m going to appreciate the little things in life,” only to at some point fall off the wagon once more when the smallest inconvenience challenges me.
Yet, something feels a bit different this time. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but there’s a distinct change in the air. The sun feels a bit warmer on my face, and I’m not as moody about the shift in season as we bid farewell to the summer skies I am so fond of and welcome in the autumn leaves.
I believe it may have had something to do with a small bag of apples, a container of raspberries, and caramel dip left for me at the yoga studio by an author whose book I’m adapting into a screenplay. A fall treat presenting itself, saying, “you can find sweetness in the cooling days to come.” A shining stone placed before me, only this time I didn’t kick it off to the side. I cradled this treasure trove in my heart and in my hands, giving it thanks.
As I was marveling and wondering how I could be so lucky to be considered in such a way, a voice from the office next door shouted, “I appreciate you!” I chuckled and said, “Thank you.” As I said thank you aloud, it was like I heard the first domino fall and the sound of ivory falling compounding in my ears.
The next day I was graced with yet another domino, an email with a developing pen pal, sharing with me a podcast that I now extend to you. I hope it lends you even a fraction of the inspiration it gifted me.
