April 12 Mystery
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed. –Albert Einstein
Just as I got home from brunch yesterday, something caught my eye in the greenery – it was a butterfly as large as my palm. Wings open proudly, perfectly still and breathtakingly beautiful, she sat in contrast to the quiet dark green. By the time I’d gone to retrieve my camera, she was gone – leaving but a mark of mystery on my day.
Today I am thankful for
- the mysterious gifts of Spring (and there is no mystery in pollen, that can be safely discounted).
- a new routine.
- a gift to myself, selfish and borderline audacious but oh so overdue.
For what are you thankful?