“I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.”
By: Gabriela Yareliz
After two weeks where it felt like someone played tug-of-war with me and my head was pounding, I am here. Still. There is sunshine streaming through the window; birds chirping loudly (probably in the agony of being in frigid temperatures); and then, the birds stop, and there is quiet.
Sometimes, doesn’t it seem like life is going so fast it’s all a blur? You just want life to pause for a minute. This morning, I pressed pause. No crazy commuting with the masses and three hundred trains; no strict time agendas to meet that induce a stiff-tense neck situation. Just stillness. The stillness in the bright sun slowly brings me back to some level of humanity.
We need these moments, when we sit in stillness letting the sun and window shades cast their shadows on us; moments when the light warms us and illuminates all that we have been to busy to notice.