I often feel reflective when it rains. Childhood memories often come to mind when the rain is hammering the roof.
I call them rain reflections.
Watching It Rain:
I stood at the patio door this morning and watched the rain drizzle down and then finally stop.
It has been raining for more than 24 hours. Now the air smells so fresh and clean.
There are prisms of light, little hovering raindrops, sparkling from the leaves and petals of flowers and plants.
The cobalt blue birdbath looks so nice in the garden space. I moved it with me from Tyler, Texas.
This is the kind of day when you wake up and the world seems chock full of possibility. When the sky has washed the dust off everything and you can see the beauty underneath.
I See The World Differently Now:
You know, I truly did not see the world this way before I started blogging nearly six years ago.
And I don’t know why really.
I didn’t stop to see the rain dripping off a flower. Or pause to see how the light shimmered on a rose petal. But now I see it all. All of nature’s beauty.
Life isn’t just about big things like new cars and houses and stainless steel appliances.
It’s About The Little Things:
Life is made up of the many small things that inhabit your life every single day. You just have to open your eyes a little wider to see them.
That is when you learn what happiness really is.
What if you saw the morning glory, but failed to acknowledge the exquisite light behind it?
That would be such a shame.
What if you missed seeing the love in the eyes of your pets because they can’t express it with words?
There is beauty everywhere if you just pause, stand still, and see it. It is always there for you to enjoy if you just take the time to enjoy it.