the little things
this magical moment…
don’t sweat the small stuff…
it’s the little things…
the way time flies when we’re absorbed in something we love. art that makes you feel something but can’t put into words. the first cup of coffee in the morning. tea in your favorite cup. a walk in the woods at dawn. the smile of a friend across a roomful of strangers. the first bite of the first tomato from the garden.
in our yoga practice, the careful way we place our feet on the mat in each posture. the deep breath we send to the tips of our fingers as we extend tall.
it isn’t really or simply the little things though…
it is our own ability to pay attention, our belief that our attention to the little things matters.
paying attention to the little things is what makes them magical and the more we practice, the more our capacity for doing so, grows in our lives.
our dreams are planted in our hearts for a reason.
pay attention…
the little things have always been the big things.
with our careful attention, the moments become magic and a life of magic moments becomes a magic life.
