Some days getting out of bed is pure delight...
and this was one of those days.
I got up very carefully this morning, with an extra-sore foot, and decreased interest in working out. Then I got to the kitchen, and this is what greeted me. Transported out of myself, is the closest I can come to describing it. The remainder of the day, even working out, was spent in recognizing how many gifts I receive daily, rather than complaining about the lack of a healthy foot. Perspective. Beauty leads me out of myself, into a broader world, opening me to others, to being able to help others bear their pain, and to experience my own in a way that is illuminating, rather than limiting. Now...if I can only remember that tomorrow, as well!
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