It may be the understatement of the century to say that this has been a very interesting year. I have no doubt ‘interesting’ can and will be replaced by several rather unsavory adjectives when you read that sentence. And yet, today as I took the little stroll from my car to my house– a habitual muscle-memory stroll I do every day– something new sparked inside me. A tiny recognition. A subtle remembrance. The most minuscule of awakenings. I felt my heartbeat. I felt how it continues to beat for me, pumping life-force through me. I felt immense gratitude. For my heart, my body, my self, the earth, and all living things. I said it was ‘tiny,’ but right now that feels pretty f-ing huge.
I was gifted with a moment of awareness. Of the things that exist within us and around us that lift our souls into divinity. The bigger picture.
Oh Laura, you’re such a ridiculously adorable optimist (emphasis on ridiculous). I hear you. And I’ll be the first to note that these moments of big picture awareness are not where I spend the majority of my time. There’s a lot of less-than-conscious moments doled out in frustrated sighs, passive aggressive dishwashing, and neat-freak baby-wiping. Trust me. I am a far cry from sainthood.Read More