Captain Michael: Most mornings arrive without much ceremony.
The sun comes up.
Birds start making noise.
Coffee gets poured.
The worl
Most mornings arrive without much ceremony.
The sun comes up.
Birds start making noise.
Coffee gets poured.
The world begins doing what the world does.
And because it happens every day, we can stop noticing it.
Thoreau spent an extraordinary amount of time paying attention to ordinary things.
Ice melting.
Birdsong.
The changing color of leaves.
The sound of rain on Walden Pond.
Not because these things were remarkable.
Because he understood that attention makes them remarkable.
We often think we need something new to make life interesting.
A new place.
A new possession.
A new experience.
Another horizon.
But perhaps what we occasionally need isn’t a different life.
Maybe we simply need to look more closely at the one already happening around us.
There is a whole morning taking place right now.
Light changing on the water.
Wind beginning to stir.
Somewhere, someone you love is waking up.
None of it will happen quite this way again.
That’s the strange bargain of an ordinary day.
It doesn’t announce itself as important.
It simply passes.
Thoreau wrote:
“Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”
Maybe that’s enough instruction for this morning.
Before we go looking for something extraordinary…
perhaps we ought to notice what is already here.
Good morning, my friends.
#Thoreau, #Walden, #LiveDeliberately, #PayAttention, #BePresent, #SimpleLiving, #MorningReflection, #LifeWellLived, #CrypTok
Captain Michael: Most mornings arrive without much ceremony. The sun comes up. Birds start making noise. Coffee gets poured. The world be
Most mornings arrive without much ceremony. The sun comes up. Birds start making noise. Coffee gets poured. The world begins doing what the world does. And because it happens every day, we can stop noticing it. Thoreau spent an extraordinary amount of time paying attention to ordinary things. Ice melting. Birdsong. The changing color of leaves. The sound of rain on Walden Pond. Not because these things were remarkable. Because he understood that attention makes them remarkable. We often think we need something new to make life interesting. A new place. A new possession. A new experience. Another horizon. But perhaps what we occasionally need isn’t a different life. Maybe we simply need to look more closely at the one already happening around us. There is a whole morning taking place right now. Light changing on the water. Wind beginning to stir. Somewhere, someone you love is waking up. None of it will happen quite this way again. That’s the strange bargain of an ordinary day. It doesn’t announce itself as important. It simply passes. Thoreau wrote: “Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.” Maybe that’s enough instruction for this morning. Before we go looking for something extraordinary… perhaps we ought to notice what is already here. Good morning, my friends. #Thoreau, #Walden, #LiveDeliberately, #PayAttention, #BePresent, #SimpleLiving, #MorningReflection, #LifeWellLived, #CrypTok
Most mornings arrive without much ceremony. The sun comes up. Birds start making noise. Coffee gets poured. The world begins doing what the world does. And because it happens every day, we can stop noticing it. Thoreau spent an extraordinary amount of time paying attention to ordinary things. Ice melting. Birdsong. The changing color of leaves. The sound of rain on Walden Pond. Not because these things were remarkable. Because he understood that attention makes them remarkable. We often think we need something new to make life interesting. A new place. A new possession. A new experience. Another horizon. But perhaps what we occasionally need isn’t a different life. Maybe we simply need to look more closely at the one already happening around us. There is a whole morning taking place right now. Light changing on the water. Wind beginning to stir. Somewhere, someone you love is waking up. None of it will happen quite this way again. That’s the strange bargain of an ordinary day. It doesn’t announce itself as important. It simply passes. Thoreau wrote: “Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.” Maybe that’s enough instruction for this morning. Before we go looking for something extraordinary… perhaps we ought to notice what is already here. Good morning, my friends. #Thoreau, #Walden, #LiveDeliberately, #PayAttention, #BePresent, #SimpleLiving, #MorningReflection, #LifeWellLived, #CrypTok
