I blogged a few weeks ago about John Donohue, a Celtic philosopher and poet who inspired me to find the beauty around me, right where I am. That afternoon I picked up the girls at the bus stop and whispered to them, "I have a job for you right now. You are a detective, and you are supposed to find one beautiful thing between here and home. Don't tell me what it is until we get home." Caroline picked the deep red berries on the holly bush on the corner.
That's going to be my practice again for today -- to find something beautiful that I wasn't expecting, something I might have missed if I hadn't had my eyes wide. I was going to make a quick dash downtown to see the cherry blossoms, which are at peak right now. But it's a yucky day so I think I'll go Friday. That makes today's practice a little more challenging. I'll be working on the computer for much of the day, in my blue room, then running a quick errand before picking up the girls.
Then again, maybe it's not so challenging after all. Just this second a friend sent me an e-mail containing a screen shot of something that she called a "miracle." It's her story and her miracle so I won't say what it is, but I agree, it is miraculous. And a thing of beauty.
Sometimes it comes to you.
That was a freebie, though. I'm still going to look around for something beautiful today and I invite you to do the same. I need to look at the world that way, because right now the world is a dead black boy in Florida and mean Internet comments and a law student who was called a slut for having an opinion. The world is protesters slaughtered in Syria and dead Jewish children in Toulouse and a soldier gone mad in Afghanistan. Surely there's more to the world than that.
Later today I'll come back and post the beautiful thing I found. And I want to hear about your beautiful thing too.