I stood at the open patio door this morning and watched the rain drizzle and stop. Drizzle and stop. It has been raining for over 24 hours. The air smells so fresh and clean.
There are prisms of light, hovering rain drops, sparkling off flowers and plants. Waiting, waiting to fall.
This is the kind of day when you wake up and the world seems full of possibility. The sky has washed the dust off everything, and you can readily see the beauty underneath.
I truly did not see the world this way before I started blogging nearly six years ago. I didn’t stop to see the rain dripping off a flower. I didn’t pause to see how the light shimmered on a rose petal.
But now I see it all.
Life isn’t just big things like new cars and houses and stainless steel appliances.
Life is made up of the many small things that inhabit your life everyday. You just have to open your eyes a little wider to see them.
That is when you learn what happiness is.
What if you see the morning glory, but fail to acknowledge the exquisite light behind it?
What if you miss the love in the eyes of your pets because they can’t express it in words?
There is beauty everywhere if you just pause, stand still, and look for it.