Bright, blue skies on sunny days, I adore. Deep, green leaves of trees make me feel alive. My focus shifts from digging out of holes to walking sacred ground and writing poetic thoughts from a philosophical mind. Philosophy, to me, is searching for a better understanding in order to make the best use of the time we have living. Only the dead know the real secrets of life, the keepers of truths locked away for good. I fear we are not meant to have answers to some of life's most pressing questions. No matter the complexity of the methods we employ in figuring out every secret of the universe, our efforts are in vain. Some things just aren't meant to be understood. I don't need an explanation to see how beautiful the stars are on a clear, dark night. In fact, to give words to them would take away from their significance turning my wonder into a limited idea. I don't need a measurement of the size of the universe to know how truly small I am. I can see it. I can feel it. And it's not a bad thing. Oh no, it's absolutely beautiful.
Today I'm appreciating my life and all of the life around me. Today I see more reasons to live than not. It wasn't always that way, and although it was a long time ago, it's a time I can never forget. There's a calm in slowing down enough to take a look around. Becoming too one track minded can make one miss all kinds of opportunities. I've been really driven as of late, and I needed a reminder to take some time to look outside. Balance....to look outside, and within.