I stepped out onto my back porch and was welcomed into the warmth of serenity. The oppressive heat seemed to dissipate as my heart skipped a beat in jubilation as my soul gazed up at the evening sky in time to witness the gentle sunset. A mindful moment turned into many moments of me skipping around the yard, taking photos, and giving thanks for the miracles placed before this day. In the most ordinary of days the most extraordinary is placed before me. I see it because my heart is open.
Is your heart open? Are you able to see the extraordinary in the ordinary when you allow the fog to dissipate from your gaze? What do you see when you open your heart?
Gentle Sunset over Brooklyn, 12 August 2016. Photo credit, Lisa Zuercher 2016.