Living

 Living, is just one single moment.

 

Sit outside and observe. Watch a honeybee during golden hour eagerly gathering some of Spring’s first nectar from happy little dandelions—bright yellow polka dots sprinkled on a carpet of the greenest fescue. Her life, her moments, are hard work done to maintain her hive. Does she know that the world would not exist without her? 

Listen. Listen to life all around you. Birds are singing, you are safe. In the distance, nickering horses bid you good evening. Neighborhood kids shriek with happiness, celebrating their youth. Your best friend barks at a squirrel expertly navigating the canopy of trees surrounding you, because she’s protecting her yard. Such a good girl! 

Dragonflies take advantage of these last moments of sunlight. Up and down, back and forth they go, frantically gobbling up a buffet of gnats, mosquitoes and tiny moths that are swarming overhead. I wish I could watch them in slow motion, set to a lovely piece of classical music. I get lost in the thought of it. 

I find my peace in these present moments. 

Be well.