View From My Window: Musings of an Observer of Nature

Observations of the awe and wonder of nature as viewed from my window; and reflections thereupon with respect to my life, both in enhancing its enjoyment and the lessons that are conveyed to me along my spiritual journey.

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Though 62 years of age, I still feel that little girl inside and I indulge her more and more. I don't worry as I once did about "what people will think". I think more about "what I think". I like me and I don't mind admitting it. Yet, I am more humble than when young. I know that I don't know it all. I love life moment by moment. Though in the autumn of my years, I plan to play among fall's leaves rather than sit by the fire in fear of my coming winter. Carpe diem! I have learned, though late in life, some important principles by which to live my life. And in doing so, I experience more and more the joy and contentment life has to offer.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Missing the Main Event

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Sunday, Dec. 4, 2005

This morning I had my coffee, warm robe, electric heater at my feet and was awaiting the sunrise which I could tell would be glorious from the preview I was getting through the trees and the clouds, colored brightly pink and a hint of orange.
But in my haste to not waste a moment’s time, I turned to my computer to check my email while awaiting the anticipated event. Suddenly, I realized the room was ablaze with light and I looked out the window and sure enough, I had missed the anticipated event, the one I had gotten up so early in the cold house from the warmth of my bed to see.
How often do I do similar things? Miss the main event of life and its Becoming, because I get distracted by the minutiae of daily living? I know I must attend to the duties of routine living, but I must never do so at the expense of participating fully in a major event of the day: a sunrise; which marks the beginning of a New Day, another major event.
There are other ways of missing out on the beauty of the moment: daydreaming. The wandering of my mind and the way it skips and hops from one subject to another sort of like the game of word association causes me to not be present in the moment. To stay in the now and be aware can be quite a challenge to a daydreamer like me.

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