Do you feel?
I mean heart wrenching, gut busting, soul aching feeling.
One thing I have been focusing on lately is really being in the moment – feeling. I’m sure if your life is like mine, you are off rushing to the next thing on your schedule, never really experiencing life in the now. I know I’m guilty of this, but I have been trying hard in this new year to focus on things that I normally don’t see or feel.
The feeling of the salt chunks crushing under my feet as I walk to work. The feeling of the sun competing with the cold against my face. The sound of snow falling and the colors of shadows. Do you stop to find the things you don’t see? Sometimes we just need to be reminded, knocked from our ruts. You’d be amazed at what you can see when you really look. I did a post called Real is Sexy and it outlines my view on the importance and beauty of real things made that way by their ability to be destroyed. If you’ve read that post then you already know where I’m coming from.
I went outside and sat on a tree stump near my house yesterday. At first it was just my backyard, at first it was my everyday normal view from out my backdoor. Then I tried to really see it and suddenly everything changed. Ice had frozen in the crevices of the tree bark where I was sitting. Sparkling channels of ice stretched across it as though it was bleeding glass. The snow-covered ground had begun to melt and sunken holes where seeds had fallen had polka-dotted the ground. The blue shadow for which I first sat, now reflected every color of the rainbow. When you open yourself up to see, you open yourself up to feel. Real beauty is a powerful thing that effects more than the attraction of your eyes, the amazement and awe of the real is enough to bring tears, to make your heart ache. Perhaps it is silly for me to try to explain it, try finding it for yourself.
Do you see anything?
Mother Nature sleeping perhaps?
I wrote this poem in high school not really knowing the meaning I was trying to convey until I ran across it the other day. It’s old, written by my 16-year-old mind, but it relates exactly to what I am talking about now.
It’s not what people see –
It’s what they don’t see,
That makes them common.
It’s not that they don’t see –
It’s that they don’t look,
That makes them blind.
It’s not that they don’t look –
It’s that they never acquire
The humbleness from looking,
That fills their soul and makes them great.
In a world of so much ugly, don’t overlook the beauty that surrounds you just because it has always been there. See, look and appreciate. Usually the simplest things warrant the greatest amazement.
Dream Big and With No Excuses, Casey