Cockatoos landed on the rail of our balcony this morning and in the evening. They glided to the most graceful landing, like ballerinas leaping gracefully across the stage and landing on their toes and coming to a dead stop, defying gravity. There were six of them in the end and they preened themselves and each other with a stoic level of concentration and attention. Their wings flared open, white angel wings catching the sunlight. Pure magic. I was there in that moment, absorbed by a vision of these majestic birds and no-one else on the planet was gifted with this moment. It was mine alone. I’m glad I received it and didn’t just brush it off, miss it, take it for granted. I’m so grateful for that moment.
I could have missed this-the old me would have missed this. I would have been living in my head, thinking and analyzing both the past and future and would not have been seated in the moment and so I would have been oblivious to this gift. Life is lived in the present. We cannot change the past (we can learn from it but no amount of thinking will change what has happened) but we can miss the present and its gifts.
Thanks for visiting. Live well.