Do you ever stop and look out at the world around you? Really look at how the world weaves and folds upon itself. Observe how the grass grows through the cracks when you think it shouldn’t. What seems like a beautiful flower on the outside, has a multitude of secret worlds within. Some people spend their whole lives never looking beyond the surface and wondering why things still escape them.
Over and over people chase ways of avoiding having to feel. Somewhere feelings became painful. But what I am saying is, they don’t have to be. Just pause. Be here. What a beautiful existence it is to stop and smell the roses. What a lovely thought to be present while others are turning away. Someday, perhaps they will even reflect as well.