The older I get, the more I notice beauty – of stars and moon against the sky and the less panicky I am on sleepless nights.
The fewer easy answers I have – the hungrier I am for connections to others.
The less I know – the more I wonder about things and the kinder I am with weakness.
The more honest I am with myself, the more I can understand children’s simple logic – the less rigid I am and the more hugs I give! I become more gentle with myself…and the less I think of what I think!
I long to be wiser. I realize how impatient I have always been with life. I slow down my thinking and begin to see more opportunities in each day. I am inspired by the miraculous gifts artists give the world – music catching us up in its rhythms – colors displayed on a canvas. The more I dance and play – the less I think of what others think…the closer I feel to friends…the more I enjoy a simple cup of tea…the hotter I draw my bath water and the longer I lie in it.
The longer I listen – the wider berth I give to sorrow in the grand scheme of things – and the more happiness in spirit I feel. The quieter my inner self becomes – the greater is my appreciation of harmony and the more comfortable I am with solitude.
THEN – I begin to really see and recognize the good that comes out of difficulties and I am more grateful to be alive.
AUTHOR: Katherine Greiner