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Missing Pieces


It’s early in the morning and the neighborhood is still quiet, but I’m hearing all kinds of birds waking up. There are mourning doves cooing, blue jays squawking, and a flock of wild parrots are screeching in the nearby trees. There’s a crow on the power wires letting everyone know that he’s up there, and a couple of hummingbirds are happily chirping as they get some breakfast from the feeder outside my back door.

I’m enjoying myself sitting here sipping my tea and listening to Mother Nature at her finest. It makes me smile. But what makes me smile even more is that I just came to the realization that I’m more aware of things these days, not because I’ve suddenly developed a keen sense of hearing, but because I am taking the time to listen.

Smelling the fragrant jasmine coming in through an open window, watching a beautiful sunset, or the sensation of the wind blowing through my hair are things I don’t take for granted anymore. I’m making an effort to take it all in because I now realize that these simple pleasures are easy overlooked when we are focused on the 1,001 other things that are on our minds every day. Yes, those mundane concerns are important but they are also distracting and cause us to lose sight of the fundamental parts of life that nourish our souls and recharge our batteries.

That being said, don’t think that I’m preaching a Sunday sermon here. I’m just sharing a revelation. It didn’t happen overnight and I wasn’t attempting to alter my lifestyle in any particular fashion, but It’s been my experience that sometimes we get messages that come to us in different ways that will eventually sink in and lead us back to the path we started out on as children, with our eyes, ears and minds wide open.

It’s never too late to rekindle some of the simplicity that is missing in our busy and often complicated lives. Just taking a little time to do something for yourself is a wonderful healing mechanism for the mind, body and soul. Last Saturday I spent the day at the Renaissance Faire. I used to go every year when I was a teenager and young adult, and then life got in the way. As much as I really loved going, I never made it back until a couple of years ago when one of those little messages popped into my head and with it came both the desire and the ability to revisit my past. What an amazing feeling it was to get reacquainted with a carefree part of me that I thought I had lost a long time ago. It felt so good, that's one piece of my puzzle that I'm never going to lose again.

I hope as you are reading this that some of your own lost bits and pieces are swirling around in your head. If they are, dig deep into your personal Lost and Found box and pull them all out. Unlike Humpty Dumpty, and despite all doubt in your mind, we all have the ability to put ourselves together again, so now is the time to reclaim some of the much-needed goodness you left behind. Trust me. It will serve you well.


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