Each spring we witness awakenings.
Yesterday morning we woke up to the world being one way and went to bed with it being altered.
The events weren’t personal to me, rather they were a part of a collective experience, events that happened within the bounds of our country that had an indirect impact on many…..the death of a very public and much respected matriarch and the near crash of an airplane full of people.
Both events, I believe, cause for a sort of personal awakening.
Reason to pause and come to an understanding of this quote:
It is possible to experience an awakening in this life through realizing just how precious each moment, each mental process, and each breath truly is.
When I couldn’t sleep last night I ended up down a rabbit hole on FB, having followed a comment on a page I was reading that led me to another comment that eventually took me to a page about a young girl who just lost her life in Texas this past week due to a rare form of cancer.
This morning I stepped outside my door to take these pictures of the signs of spring as it awakens the flowers in my yard, being especially cognizant of these small pleasures and reasons to be thankful for another day of life, a day not given to all.
Each day, unknown to us, we’re surrounded by people who are particularly thankful for each day of awakening and many who are hurting deeply because someone they have loved, has not awakened.
It’s a reason to be kind to everyone we meet.
It’s a reason to stop and admire the flowers around us.