Have you ever reclined beneath clear skies, your skin warmed by the rays of the distant sun and cooled again by a mild breeze? Goosebumps prickle down your skin at the wonderfully contradictory sensations that manage to complement each other so beautifully. The day is calm, some would say dull, but you find such peace and serenity by merely existing in the midst of such a simple majesty.
Yes. Today is one of those days. Ironically, I haven't even been outside for any substantial amount of time, or relaxed beneath the sun and enjoyed the breeze. The closest I got to that ideal setting was pumping gas into the car and getting blown about a bit by gusts of wind.
Now, tell me how I can be feeling this serene in the midst of such a monotonous lifestyle. (Common sense would be baffled.)
And yet, here I am, happy as a clam and grateful for the life I've been given. And I've been lying in the lush green fields of tall grasses beneath a clear Irish sky in my head for hours. Go figure.
Rarely do I reach such a point of contentment that I pay attention to the joys of merely existing. My heart is pulsating in my chest. I breathe in and out, in and out, rhythmically and without fail. My eyes behold the beautiful world around me, the faces and movements of people I don't even know. I hear everything, from the low murmurings of distant voices to the rattling hum of the heater.
And I'm entranced by it all.
My message to the world today: Take time to smell the flowers. Watch the clouds go by. Smile at a stranger, and watch his or her face brighten at the gesture.
And live. Just live.
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