Hey there.
How is it going?
How has your week been?
This blog thing is great, but at times it feels a little one-sided.
I wonder how you’re doing.
What you need to hear.
Are you doing okay?
Feeling accomplished? Productive?
Or maybe just tired? Ready for some much-needed rest?
I hope you’ve found some ease if the days have been hard.
And if you’re hurting, I pray you find peace.
Some days I find peace in the most surprising places, like backyard flower pots. Watching bumblebees buzz around the purple celosia. It doesn’t matter what’s on my mind. If I just sit and stare at the bees for a few, it all fades. For a minute. Or maybe ten. However long I can steal away to catch the show.
I don’t know what it is about those bees. They don’t seem to mind my presence. They don’t care if I get up close and personal, taking photos or a slo-mo video. Butterflies know when I’m about, and fly off at my approach as if I’m holding a net behind my back. Not bumblebees. They just keep faithfully at their task, paying me no never mind. Crawling over the cockscomb. Lifting their fuzzy, fat bodies to the next blossom and the next. If it weren’t for the stingers on their backsides, I would call them the teddy bears of the flying insect world.
Did you know that their wings move at over 200 beats per second? Those humble little things can lift themselves off the ground by creating invisible mini-hurricanes with their wings. Talk about fast and furious.
How is it that I can find the contentment I seek just by watching a bee buzz around? That’s what I’m really after, isn’t it? Contentment. Peace. Joy. And it’s right in my backyard. I don’t even need to step past the deck railing.
I want more of that. Yes, please. And thank you.
Obviously, it isn’t practical to sit around and stare at bees all day. I do have my own work to do. And winter will return, which will put the summertime display on hold. But, for now, I get to take a minute and take it in. And then tuck that moment in my pocket for later. It feels like I’m snatching golden-wrapped butterscotch from my grandmother’s crystal candy dish. One for now. One for later.
Yes, please. And thank you. I will most definitely take a little bit more of that.
How about you? Where do you find moments of peace, contentment, and joy these days?
❤️ Cath