This and That
Our daughter and her partner visited this past weekend, and on Sunday we took them on one of our favorite walks, the boardwalk at Little Pond.
We have visited this site during each season and I never grow tired it. Strolling along the planks is a meditation, a soothing of the senses, a practice in mindfulness. Nourishment for my soul.
I love when they come to visit. It is wonderful, seeing her so happy with him, and he with her. Watching them together brings back memories of when my husband and I were young and getting to know one another. I find myself thinking of those early days of our togetherness. It is hard to believe that 37 years have passed since saying yes to a future together.
It’s autumn, and it seems that during this season I become more introspective, more acutely aware of the impermanence of life. Time has become more precious to me, and how I spend my days more important. What brings me joy? What is my purpose here on earth?
Today I deleted my Facebook account. The data breaches troubled me but that is not the only reason I deleted it. I had suspended my account before, only to reinstate it with the intention of following less people and using it as a way to stay in touch with those I care about. I discovered, however, that I rarely log on, preferring Instagram instead, and its gentler footprint. One social media outlet is enough for me. I want to engage more with my community, write letters to those I miss, call to check in with family and friends rather than jotting a quick ‘how are you?’ on their homepage, only to forget to look for their response.
It seems to me that the older I become, the quicker the seasons pass by. I find myself wanting to pause more and more often, to capture the way the light streams through a window, the sweet/tart taste of an apple on my tongue, the warm glow of a candle greeting the early nightfall. To hold onto those moments that bring me delight.
This past year I created two hashtags, #daysofsimplejoys and #aquietgrace. If you have moments that you’ve captured with your camera that illustrate your days of simple joys or moments of quiet grace I hope you will join me!
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay."
~ Robert Frost