“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

3.01.2008

Jealousy & Joy


I'm feeling jealous today of people whose lives seem to be so much more full of beauty than mine.  I want to live in the village featured in Chocolat & have meals outside on white tablecloths with white lights strung overhead.  I want to live at the water's edge, and watch the birds fly in at night.  I want, I want, I want . . . . I don't know.  Here is where I must stop and remember the beautiful day outside - temperature in the mid -70s, sun shining, silence.  A purring cat on the chair behind me.  That's  the thought to hold on to.  Lily the cat, who lives here at the lab.  Who is absolutely thrilled  by such a day.  When I let her outside, she rolls on the concrete in absolute joy.  I  feel sad that she only has concrete and no grass to roll about on, but she  harbors no such thoughts.  JOY!   That's what she feels.  Appreciation for the beauty of the breeze & the sunshine, for the cooing of the white doves who live in the house behind us.  Glee in the way the weeds sway in the wind.  Beauty is not what  you see, but how  you see.  It's a night to sit under the stars for a bit, to recall the paperwhites & daffodils that have sprung up overnight, to remember how happy I was this morning to see the ground under the pink tulip tree littered with lost blossoms.  Yes.

3 comments:

  1. i'm glad i found this. i can so relate. i have this vision that runs around in my head of all the beautiful places i've seen. nests. they are all nests i want to live in. gardens, porches with banisters that curve around the house, lace curtains that float out of every window, huge windowsills with african violets spilling their blossoms...i could go on and on... i seem unable to create beautiful in my life and feel so frustrated sometimes. and then, like you i focus in on being alive, healthy, loved, and my little house. so glad no one else will read this but you :)
    xo

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  2. Oh yes, I do agree with this statement: 'beauty is not in what you see, but in how you see it'. Always think in a positive way; I think everyone can give that silver lining to a cloud by himself! :D

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  3. Oh, Robin. I read it, too. I read it because I'm here to gather all the Emma Tree goodness I can. And then I found this. Perfectly wonderful, wise words. Words that I need to paint over my fireplace. Words to soak up, to know, to live. Beauty is in how you see.

    You are good, Debi. Really, really good. When can we get together for a long chat and a cup of tea? I feel so at home here under the Emma Tree. Really, it feels as though we did just enjoy tea and a long chat. Let's do it again soon.

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come. sit under the emma tree & let's talk. i have cookies . . .