When I Listen to Mice

I felt some peace today – a peace that was not dependent on my feeling well, on my getting better, or even on my having found something beautiful to write about. I guess I finally listened to the mice (and the other messengers of yesterday whom I am grateful to).

So it’s not a particular thing that I feel the need to write about this evening – it’s everything, and it’s also nothing. It’s all the people, places and experiences that made up today… It’s feeling grateful for all that I have. It’s this feeling, as much as the things themselves.

This feeling of gratefulness is a lens through which everything looks beautiful. (And the bits that still aren’t are somehow more blurry than usual 🙂 )

 

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New mum, old soul... Finding beauty, wisdom, spirituality, and opportunities for learning in the everyday (hopefully)...

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