I can see a mango tree from my desk. Whenever frustration strikes — and this truly has been a month of differently-shaped frustrations — I remind myself of this fact. And then, I sit down to gaze at the tree. Whenever I do this, I feel the litany of complaints, the slow-cooking rants, and the never-ending anxieties quietly fade away. Some days, they fade into clarity and I feel able to carpe diem whatever needs seizing. Mostly though, I come away feeling insignificant. A relief-inducing feeling that the world is large enough, and I am, well, not. As I write this, I am at my desk again, and this is the story of what I see.
I had a lovely time reading this! Thanks for sharing :)