Saturday, July 10, 2010
By the time I recognize this moment....this moment will be gone. - John Mayer
Oh how often that line from the song Clarity runs through my mind. As we sail through life we don't make an effort to stop the pendulum and truly take in a moment. Not just the obvious big moments, but the little ones that are hardly worth a second glance. I am talking about the simple, the every day.
It can be very meditative to listen beyond the noise and focus on the static. While taking in the emotional feelings behind the senses, we get to know our inner self. We connect with a world just past reality, but not quite insanity.
By stopping time long enough to realize the way a good cup of coffee feels in my hands, I appreciate the taste more. When I notice how the summer humidity curls my 9 year old's hair, she is 2 in my mind again. As I see the morning sunlight reflecting color in the cat's black fur, I revisit a childhood memory. These are the little things that I try to lose myself in. These beautiful moments happen repeatedly throughout the day but we're too busy or tired to enjoy them.
These kinds of observations come naturally to artists, I believe. It is what sets us apart from our left brained friends who struggle with creativity. As I sit to write these daily foot notes, I am often shocked at how they seem to write themselves. I usually start out with a plan but by the end, have taken a completely different route. That is because I am letting my inner self out to play, dancing just on the border between reality and insanity, as the mouse runs up the clock. ~Sue
By the time I recognize this moment....this moment will be gone. - John Mayer
Oh how often that line from the song Clarity runs through my mind. As we sail through life we don't make an effort to stop the pendulum and truly take in a moment. Not just the obvious big moments, but the little ones that are hardly worth a second glance. I am talking about the simple, the every day.
It can be very meditative to listen beyond the noise and focus on the static. While taking in the emotional feelings behind the senses, we get to know our inner self. We connect with a world just past reality, but not quite insanity.
By stopping time long enough to realize the way a good cup of coffee feels in my hands, I appreciate the taste more. When I notice how the summer humidity curls my 9 year old's hair, she is 2 in my mind again. As I see the morning sunlight reflecting color in the cat's black fur, I revisit a childhood memory. These are the little things that I try to lose myself in. These beautiful moments happen repeatedly throughout the day but we're too busy or tired to enjoy them.
These kinds of observations come naturally to artists, I believe. It is what sets us apart from our left brained friends who struggle with creativity. As I sit to write these daily foot notes, I am often shocked at how they seem to write themselves. I usually start out with a plan but by the end, have taken a completely different route. That is because I am letting my inner self out to play, dancing just on the border between reality and insanity, as the mouse runs up the clock. ~Sue
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