Noticing awe


A huge part of being a writer is awareness. Not necessarily of self, though that helps, but of awe inspiring things that go unnoticed to most. We're so busy, as a people and a society, that we hurry through our days and errands and hours and meetings and gatherings that often we don't hear what people are saying - or aren't saying - and we miss the glory of what surrounds us. The silly shapes of the clouds, the perfect climbing tree, the way someone winces when they think no one is looking, or the tender moment when a young man gently touches his mother's arm in the checkout line at the grocery store, and the look they share before moving forward. 

For me, it's a win win. I need to slow down and notice things to write, but then it becomes a practice and noticing, slowing down my mind and feet, ends up enhancing my daily life in ways that remind me of childhood. 

Giving myself the freedom to spend moments in awe, to allow my heart to expand and swell with wonder, makes me think back to those moments on walks with my children when they were toddlers and we would gently encourage them to keep moving, otherwise we'd stay in the same place for hours watching ants or picking dandelions (which we often did).

Now, they're the ones racing ahead as I lollygag on walks, taking pictures and daydreaming. 

Some of the things my jaw drops in awe over make it into a notebook, or more likely an Instagram post, but often they sit somewhere around my rib cage in a warm glow, waiting to be tapped into when I need a bit of warmth when the world feels cold, callous, and foreign. These small moments remind me of our shared humanity, but also of the natural world which will continue on well after my time on earth is over. The details of earth humble me, ground me, and I'm regularly overcome with awe.

Do you stop and smell the roses? Do stop in your tracks and marvel at nature? Do you notice details as you move through the day? Do you feel awe regularly? If your answer is no to any of these questions, what's stopping you?

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  1. This is such a good reminder, Corinne. Happily, I am able to answer yes to your questions on most days, but it took me quite a while to get there. When I retired because of my cancer I spent the first year or so feeling I needed to stay busy in order to justify my early retirement (which sounds so ridiculous to me now). My husband finally convinced me to stop feeling guilty and enjoy each moment I have to just take in all of the wondrous things surrounding me. Life is just too short, right? xx

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  2. That nature is always "base",the safe home place, is undeniable to the inner creactive. Brings us grounding mindfulness and awareness that we are not our egos I suppose. I am a watcher too. And it's funny that of recent, I find myself thinking how much I care for the people out in my community, not even knowing them, for the compassion I have for us all.
    Lovely images Corinne!

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  3. I wish I did stop more often. I am feeling rushed on many days instead of lulling around in my thoughts. However the positive of the busy is that I crowd out my anxiety! That is a huge plus.

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