This morning was filled with small, delightful moments.
When I went out for a walk (in the early morning, to avoid others), I saw a peaceful town. I saw trees, which are about to blossom as spring is beginning. In addition, when I woke up, I heard the birds singing and calling. These were all beautiful moments to experience.
In our modern world, it is easy to get caught up in architecting bigger moments. Going to another town for a day is a big moment. So is going out for a meal with others. While these moments are good -- and make our life interesting, when we are not in quarantine of course -- they only comprise a small percentage of our time.
Often, we place too much importance on these big moments. We plan out every moment of a vacation to ensure we can maximize our time. We deliberate extensively over which podcasts to listen to, so that we can feel as though we have made the best possible decision about how we should spend our limited time.
Small moments, though, matter just as much, and they come more often. The birds have sung many times in the morning over the last few days, and almost every time I have taken a moment to appreciate what I am hearing. There are creatures out there who are playing a tune for the rest of the world.
These simple moments are delightful, and do not take any effort to architect. All we have to do is open our minds and be ready to experience them when they come.
Next time you are in a bakery, appreciate the smell of the bread. Or next time you see the sun, think about how wonderful it is that the sun provides us with heat. Take pleasure in as many of these small moments as you can.
It’s these small moments that make up most of our life, but we often miss them in favor of pursuing the larger moments -- the ones that elevate our happiness to a great extent, albeit temporarily. This Easter, I want to spend more time reflecting on small, delightful moments. These moments make me feel alive.