Lightly child, lightly.

~ Live & Learn

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I stop and close my eyes in order to feel rather than see. I allow the bright sunlight to shine on my face, warming it just enough to make my skin tingle. Then I start to listen. I detect the faint chirping of cardinals outside, barely audible above the clamor of hungry children and cats underfoot. The wind chimes hanging from the redbud tree in front of the house ring out from a gust of wind. They were a wedding gift, one that always touches a tender spot deep within me. It’s as if each note of the pentatonic scale connects with an invisible chamber of my heart, bringing me back to center. Then I start to hear new sounds. They are my own inner whispers, reminding me of what I want in this life. When I open my eyes, the present comes rushing back at me. I’m acutely aware of the sights, sounds, and scents swirling about at that moment yet I don’t feel defeated by them anymore. I was only gone a few seconds, but that brief amount of time gave me just enough pause to view my surroundings from a slightly different perspective. This time, I’m able to detect a blessing behind each of the messes.

~Jennifer DeVille Catalano

Notes:

  • Photo: Eric Rose. Quote: Thank you Make Believe Boutique
  • Prior “Lightly child, lightly” Posts? Connect here.
  • Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”

 

16 thoughts on “Lightly child, lightly.”

  1. The blessing behind the mess! Yes!! I had this feeling the other day. I was looking at the corner of a chewed door the other day and wishing like hell I could once again hold the puppy who did that. Seemed so upsetting at the time, but I retrospect, compared to all the love that dog gave me, it was peanuts. Big picture, that’s what I’m striving for nowadays…

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    1. Yes. I’m looking at the huge stain on my carpet–part cat whoops, part my faulty handling of a new spot remover. While fretting over it yesterday, I thought about Henry being 15 and how few new stains we will make together. Sometimes it’s like turning a kalidescope just a tad to get a new perspective.

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