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My day began by catching a spider in a cup that was in the bath,
and then taking them outside and releasing them
slowly onto the damp pavement.
After I watched the spider walk away,
I re-entered my house, shut the door behind me,
but I couldn’t stop thinking about the spider-
it wasn’t fear, I stopped being afraid of spiders a long time ago,
it was curiosity, I think:
this instant thought about where they came from,
where they are going, what their life consisted of,
and how our lives, although different in some respects,
were so similar.

Walking in the rain returns me to yesterday.
The touch of the long grass between my fingers,
the feeling of the wind on my face,
the softness of the green grass that I am walking on-
memories flood back to me, I am tranquil, I am warm,
I am full of energy and life,
because I am standing in the most beautiful and perfect place.

The sun breaks through the clouds
and its golden rays instantly accentuate the colour that is always there.
Walking through Brueton Park, passed the glistening water of the pond,
crossing the wooden bridge that joins the lush green banks
of the River Blythe,
taking in a breath, I am instantly struck by the beautiful
and intoxicating smell of the freshly-mown grass in the air,
and I am reminded that in order to fully-appreciate what you have
you have to share what you experience every second
with as many people as possible-
because they too will thank you and fully-appreciate
the gift that we all cherish,
the connected moments of being alive.

Memories, photographs, recollections, moments in time,
are so important to hold on to,
because they are us, they are our lives,
they are what put the spark in the eye of humanity,
they are precious, small, forgettable,
but they are also insightful, inspiring, breath-taking, and immense.
Hold on to what you can, don’t throw anything away,
don’t take even the seemingly insignificant of encounters
and take them for granted,
bottle them up in your mind for a rainy day,
return to them often, and relive the experience.

Sometimes we all need to take a step back,
to truly see all the Playing Cards that are in the pack;
to truly see the world as it is, and how it is meant to be seen;
to truly see all that exists on the periphery, as well as in between.

Sometimes we all need to take a step back,
to truly see ‘white’ where once we only saw ‘black’;
to truly see the truth for the first time,
to truly see the reason at the exact instant that we see the rhyme.

Sometimes we all need to take a step back,
to truly see all that came before, and to get back on track;
to truly see who we are, and what out lives have become;
to truly see the vibrations, as well as hear the sound of the drum.

Sometimes we all need to take a step back,
to truly see the consequences of our actions, as if reading them in an almanac;
to truly see a work of art, and fully appreciate it from the distance intended;
to truly see everything that the landscape now permits to be comprehended.

Sometimes we all need to take a step back,
to truly see all the signs of the universe, and not just those twelve of the zodiac;
to truly see love, life, compassion, and connectivity;
to truly see the invisible, the indivisible; and experience the wonder of curiosity.

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