I love this quote:
“We are wide-eyed in contemplating the possibility that life may exist elsewhere in the universe, but we wear blinders when contemplating the possibilities of life on earth.”
Wow. Life on earth. So much to complain about. So much to disagree with. So much to get enraged at.
I’ve started to take a different path. I want to see the possibility rather than illuminate the impossibility. We spend so much time shining a light on all that is wrong that we miss the little things that are within our grasp.
I am thankful for so many small things. I’m glad that I have known the smell of honeysuckle. I may never smell it again, but that fragrance will linger a lifetime. I have tasted chinkapins. I hear they may make a comeback. For that I am forever grateful. I have swung on grape vines. I have listened to tall tales and legends that set a curious young mind on fire. I have caught lightening bugs. I have seen the northern lights. I have stood atop of Jungfrau. I watched my grandfather fix a lock with graphite he squeezed from an old plastic bottle. Oh, I have been amazed.
I have laid on my back and watched the stars. I miss my stars. I know they are out there, but so well hidden in the light pollution where I live. I wish my students could see the stars like I have seen them. They cannot imagine what lies out there beyond their line of sight.
I have dreamed a million dreams. Some came true, others I let go of. Who knows, maybe they were really someone else’s dreams all along.
I have been afraid and I have overcome fear. I have believed when I wasn’t sure there was much reason to believe in anything. I have prayed and I know God was listening.
Today I sat with little thoughts. They surrounded me like good friends. I found comfort there.
I hope you do, too.