Sometimes, I think we suffer for lack of noticing. There is often great beauty near at hand, or great joy, or at least a great struggle or great truth or great meaning.
But it seems we often don’t notice. We go about our lives without much enthusiasm. The word I use for this is trudging. We simply trudge through life.
But if we look around, if we are intentional, we start to come alive. The world is an amazing place, and the people around us tend to have amazing stories.
I’ve started to think that amazing things are actually quite common, and that our daily lives can be amazing.
May it be so.