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Details of this Day, Notice

“if you habitually look behind and beyond where you are, discontentment will be an eager companion.”― Kendra Adachi, The Lazy Genius Way: Embrace What Matters, Ditch What Doesn’t, and Get Stuff Done

“True fulfillment comes from subtraction, from removing everything that distracts you from what matters and leaving only what’s essential.”― Kendra Adachi, The Lazy Genius Way

What’s essential to you, not others, you?
What really matters, has meaning, depth, beauty?
To remain in the present
Awake to beauty
Pursuing connection, contentment, ease, delight, awe, wonder
Subtract and double-down on what gets your heart beating, lungs expanding
Cardio workout for joy
The rest is noise
Quiet, clarity, notice
The details of this day.

“be a genius about the things that matter and lazy about the things that don’t…to you.”― Kendra Adachi, The Lazy Genius Way

Wade and Leap

“I will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air” – e.e. cummings

“Settle in the here and now.
Reach down into the center
where the world is not spinning
and drink this holy peace.

Feel relief flood into every
cell. Nothing to do. Nothing
to be but what you are already.
Nothing to receive but what
flows effortlessly from the
mystery into form.

Nothing to run from or run
toward. Just this breath,
Awareness knowing itself as
embodiment. Just this breath,
awareness waking up to truth.”
― Danna Faulds

Breathe in the last days of summer.
Drink in the beauty of burning flowers, sun ablaze.
Fall harvest soon, but not yet.
Cusp of transition.
Summer still leading the dance.
Remain in this moment, aware and awake.
Steeped in gratitude.
Overflowing with ease.
Soft whisper of “Yes!”

“All you ever longed for is Before you in this moment If you dare draw in a Breath and whisper “Yes.”― Danna Faulds

Call to Stillness

“I am love. It is never lacking or able to be stolen from me. I am good enough. I trust life. Life is kind. There is no pain too great not to be fed by my love and kindness. I am strong. My worth is not to be gained. I am already all of the worth I will ever be.”― Sarah Blondin, Heart Minded: How to Hold Yourself and Others in Love

“To the dark nights, the relief of the moon. The soft earth that forms to cradle the shape of my foot. To the crickets and the birds who sing our world into harmony. To the flowers that wish to sit on my windowsill, the trees that grow to reach the most sunlight. To the grass that sways and soothes. To the webs the spider tirelessly builds overnight only to be torn down in the daylight. To the life that pulses in exaltation below my feet every day that I am alive. To the portal it offers into a remembrance of our wholeness. To our source of unconditional love.”― Sarah Blondin, Heart Minded: How to Hold Yourself and Others in Love

In nature, beauty to awaken senses and awe.
In a slow morning, to anchor, root and set course.
In relationships, to feed, foster, be present.
A call to stillness.
To discover what I think, to be changed, to return to love without condition.
Heed the call to broaden, deepen, open, wonder, wander, grow, delight.
May joy meet you today.

“I know how scary or intimidating it can be to disconnect, to walk in the opposite direction of all that bright, shiny, noisy distraction. I have faced that fear again and again as I have answered my own call to stillness. But no matter the size of aversion or fear, you must trust me when I say that all that will matter, all that will ever amount to anything, is the relationship you have with the world you carry around inside of you.”― Sarah Blondin, Heart Minded: How to Hold Yourself and Others in Love

A Rush of Wonder

“Can there be a benediction of deer on a chilly spring morning? I think so. Their otherworldliness stops the day in its tracks, focuses it on the hypnotic beauty of nature, and then starts the day again with a rush of wonder. There is a way of sitting quietly and beholding nature which is a form of meditation and prayer, and like those healing acts it calms the spirit.”― Diane Ackerman, Cultivating Delight: A Natural History of My Garden

“There is a serene and settled majesty to woodland scenery that enters into the soul and delights and elevates it, and fills it with noble inclinations.” – Washington Irving

To reawaken.
Daily practice to master.
A pause to look longer.
A breath to anchor.
Thin spaces to broaden.
Magical things await.
Just outside the confines of old thoughts, stale rules, endless “to do” lists.
To be filled and made new.
Awe, wonder, delight await your attention and tending.

“The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to sharpen.”― Eden Phillpotts

Sit, Stay, Look

“Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.”― E.B. White

“… with men it’s rush, rush, rush, every minute. I’m glad I’m a sedentary spider.”
“What does sedentary mean?” asked Wilbur.
“Means I sit still a good part of the time and don’t go wandering all over creation. I know a good thing when I see it, and my web is a good thing. I stay put and wait for what comes. Gives me a chance to think.”― E. B. White, Charlotte’s Web

You have time to not feel time, to witness and partake fully in the present moment.
To think, or better, to not think, overthink.
To sit without looking at the god of the screen.
To check one thing less off the list.
To feel the weight and gravity of pause to refresh and renew, reorder.
Be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.
It awaits your attention, stillness, reverence.
Cease and desist.
See all the good things right in front of you.
The best place to be.
The glory of everything.
Here and now.

“It was the best place to be, thought Wilbur, this warm delicious cellar, with the garrulous geese, the changing seasons, the heat of the sun, the passage of swallows, the nearness of rats, the sameness of sheep, the love of spiders, the smell of manure, and the glory of everything.”― E.B. White, Charlotte’s Web

Alive to the Wonder

“The flower doesn’t dream of the bee. It blossoms and the bee comes.”― Mark Nepo

“Lord, this is the simplest prayer. Make it matter again. Color my grayscale vision with every shade of meaning, blues and purples and lilacs for purpose. Reds and pinks for every kind of love. Yellows for insights and ideas that sparkle. And if once cherished dreams need to fade, let them fade. Let me not imagine that each one of my plans must glue my future together. Surprise me. I regret saying that already, but let me come alive to the wonder of this day.” – Kate Bowler, Have a Beautiful Terrible Day

Make it matter again.
Not in grand gestures that fade quickly.
Not in my expectations, plans, demands, requirements.
Not in someday when.
Not in what was and is no more.
In this place, the present moment.
In the ordinary, beauty and color ablaze.
Come alive to the wonder of this day.

“Is the life I’m living the same life that wants to live in me? Before you tell your life what you intend to do with it, listen for what it intends to do with you.” – Parker J. Palmer, Let Your Life Speak

Messenger of Wonder

“Wonder is the heaviest element on the periodic table. Even a tiny fleck of it stops time.”― Diane Ackerman

“Of all the errands life seems to be running, of all the mysteries that enchant us, love is my favorite.”― Diane Ackerman, A Natural History of Love

Valentine’s Day and Ash Wednesday merge.
Love.
In all forms.
Earthly and transcendent.
Imperfect and perfect.
May you give and receive love each day.
And be transformed by it.
The only way the world will be.

“I will not dishonor
my soul with hatred,
but offer myself humbly
as a guardian of nature,
as a healer of misery,
as a messenger of wonder,
as an architect of peace.
I will honor all life
—wherever and in whatever form
it may dwell—on Earth my home,
and in the mansions of the stars.”
― Diane Ackerman, I Praise My Destroyer: Poems

Wonder Eyes

“Only those who look with the eyes of children can lose themselves in the object of their wonder. ”― Eberhard Arnold

“When things get difficult remember who you are.’
‘Who am I?’ asked the boy
‘You are loved’ said the horse”
― Charlie Mackesy, The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse

Kindness, hope, optimism, enthusiasm, joy, generosity, delight, empathy, compassion, awe.
These are what change the world.
The eyes of wonder. Of refreshment.
Go change the world.
One smile, one glance, one embrace at a time.
You are loved.
Pass it on.

“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
“Kind,” said the boy.”
― Charlie Mackesy, The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse

Kneed the Bread

“Only in silence the word,
Only in dark the light,
Only in dying life:
Bright the hawk’s flight
On the empty sky.
—The Creation of Éa”
― Ursula K. Le Guin

“Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.”― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven

Enter this day anew.
Fresh eyes, open heart.
A sense of wonder.
A seeking of delight.
A practice of awe.
Kindness, generosity, enthusiasm.
Love in action.
Kneed the bread.

“There is only one question:
how to love this world.”― Mary Oliver, House of Light

Astonishment

“Witness each moment in astounded jubilation. Take every holy breath in gratitude. Rejoice in life!”― Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life

“A Permeable Life is about what presses out from the heart, what comes in at a slant and what shimmers below the surface of things. To live permeably is to be open-hearted and audacious, to risk showing up as our truest self, and embracing a willingness to be astonished.”― Carrie Newcomer, A Permeable Life: Poems & Essays

To unknow things.
To forget.
To be naive, or brilliant.
To see each day with astonishment, pause, praise.
A series of firsts, of surprise and enchantment.
Transformed rather than informed.
Wonder, awe, delight.
A place to not only visit but to set up residence.
To make home.
Wandering there often will work too.
Be interrupted by beauty, joy and delight each day.
Find what shimmers below the surface of things, of you, of others, of life.

“But why the last? I ask. Why not
live each day as if it were the first—
all raw astonishment . . .”
― Linda Pastan