This morning on my way into work, I smiled at the horizon as it slowly began to glow. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky, which meant that the yellow faded into a light blue, which was evenutally lost in the darker sky and stars shown brightly. This was in stark contrast to yesterday’s morning sky, and it got me thinking.
Yesterday’s sunrise started with purple dancing along the underbelly of the clouds, which were splayed out across the sky. As the glow grew brighter, the colors danced across the clouds in a vibrant expression of life- of just being, and being present.
Today’s sky was no less alive, no less beautiful, and yet it didn’t take my breath away. Could it be that the obsticles in our lives, the things set in our paths to go around or get through- the clouds- help to add substance to our surroundings? Would our lives be lacking in color and experience without the challenges?
Maybe I’m just a sucker for finding the silver linings in those clouds. I just know I feel like a little kid and my heart smiles when I see those purple clouds dancing against a layered sky, knowing that its rife with potential to stop me in my tracks.
Forever a “The sky is so pretty” gal,