Morning observations rarely register
as we wake and wander our way
through infant hours.
It takes a moment for
the mind to come alive while
the gravity of the day settles in.
We fail to notice little things,
considerably more substantial days ago,
perhaps once meaningful or spiritual,
now displaced as the second hand
of the wristwatch sweeps onward.
Afford yourself opportunity
to be distracted by butterflies, soon
a scent of lilacs, freesia, even the taste of
spring rain or requisite morning coffee.
In days so rent with common
occurrences, look beyond
what is there.
05/02/2024 j.g.l.
Mondays are just young Fridays
A purposefully lost hour will eventually go unnoticed, blending into the procedural moments and transactional habits of the hours ahead.
Daylight will extend further each day, but will we take full advantage of the illumination when we still fear so much of the darkness that has surrounded us for months on end.
We only have to open our eyes to see what we are allowed. It will unfold right in front of you.
Open your mind.
We must.
Ahead of us, past the seasonal stint of numbing cold that greeted me this morning, there will be vibrant colours from tulips now resting in the dirt. Buds will form on all those trees and there is so much foliage to come.
We only have to remember last year, or the years before.
Spring is almost here, and then summer in it’s time. Longer days, enhanced sunlight and greater opportunities are waiting in lay.
How will you take advantage of all that is ahead?
Can you see past the darkness?
03/11/2024 j.g.l.