The other day, my nephew was tossing kids around in the pool. There was laughter, noise and toys scattered everywhere. It was marvelous chaos.
Amid this joy was the knowledge that I had lost a friend recently and that we were about to bury a grandmother of 2 of the kids.
I was recently reminded of the power of beauty--it takes our breath away and transports us. It is powerfully restorative and connects us to our innate sense of wonder.
We all want to leave this world with no regrets. People on their deathbeds often regret working too much, living based on the expectations of others, not expressing their feelings, not spending more time with friends and family and not allowing themselves to be happier.
I try to feed my brain mostly healthy, positive stuff without denying that there is pain and suffering in the world. I am aware of it but I don’t gorge on it. I try for a balanced mental diet.
