In Search of Awe

Updated: Jan 2

“When suffering constricts the heart, awe stretches it back out, making us more compassionate, more loving, more present.”

~ from See No Stranger: A Memoir and Manifesto of Revolutionary Love by Valerie Kaur.

I believe this to be true. These days I go searching for awe wherever I am and in whatever I do. It's not always easy until I realize I’m in control of how high or low to set the bar. Lately, I have found awe in the way the lights on our Christmas tree reflect on the window making it appear that the outside forest is lit up; the way our cat and dog curl peacefully on the rug, like a parenthesis; how their breath pairs, bellies lifting and dipping in unison; how the loon at the beach follows me as I walk back and forth counting my steps; how the sunset in the harbor casts a pink glow on the shallows where I search for heart rocks; how I always find one, a heart rock, no matter how small.

The other day I walked for an hour with no heart rocks in view. I decided it was time to let it go for today, to just be. So, I sat on a ledge, closed my eyes, and let the sound of the outgoing tide and the cry of a gull become my momentary purpose, telling myself, yes, more of this, yes. When I opened my eyes, I looked down and... Voila!