While I was walking my dog, I stepped right into the heavenly scent of backyard cookout for the first time this season and was lifted.
It was one of those “small moments” that had me utterly present and, at least for that short time, made me feel like nothing else mattered.
I’m sure you can think of a time when you were similarly swept off your feet by the majesty of a moment—that place where all of your “matters” seemed to briefly fade away.
Well, here’s the thing: there’s no shortage of “small moments.” And there’s certainly no shortage of things that could captivate your senses.
What we’re actually short on is attention. And what we’re missing is the ongoing opportunity that’s available right in front of us—now, and again, and again…
This post became the introduction for: 19 Quotes from Narrow Road To The Interior on Solitude, Travel, and Poetry