End of
Sunday. A light rain that doesn’t stop and nature is simply wonderful, with its
autumn colors! I decided to go for a drive and see all this beauty. It’s
impossible to describe the painting of God’s hand on each leaf. Sometimes, just
looking at it, I feel like crying. Pure emotion when thinking how everything
can be so perfect!
The streets are emptier due to the
weather. Many people are at the mall, or taking a look at the Thanksgiving
offers. Here, everything is like that. Everything is decorated according to the
holiday. So, we see tablecloths with pumpkin figures, or other decorations, all
in the brownish-yellow tone of the leaves.
At the
beginning of my life here, all of this enchanted me a lot. Today it has become
more routine. I prefer to drive, stop, take pictures than to go into stores.
Enjoy the silence, listening to music and looking at the landscape.
Yesterday I found a CD that my
daughter recorded and gave me as a gift on Easter many years ago. I no longer
remembered which songs she had recorded, but I remember that I chose them, and
took the CD with me on my walk.
Suddenly, I was near Swaim Park, that
light rain, looking at that beautiful nature; I stopped my car, but couldn’t
get out because of the rain. And “What a Wonderful World” by Louis Armstrong
starts playing, one of the songs I had chosen.
Have you
ever thought of a perfect moment? That was it. Me, looking at that beauty, a
beautiful mix of colors, the leaves forming carpets on the ground, and that
music playing. It was a Kodak moment, as they say, worthy of a photo. But that
photo should have been taken from inside me, from my heart, to photograph at
that moment the great feeling of love and gratitude that invaded me.
End of Sunday and I also remembered
the time when I worked in Brazil, and at night the little tune of Fantástico
preparing us for the next day when life began again. How I like this beginning!
As Aristotle said, Monday can be seen not only as a moment to seek balance
between work and leisure but also to cultivate virtues such as courage and
patience.
On the way back, stopping in front of
the house, I spent a few minutes in the car thinking that life is a journey of
ups and downs, but it is in perfect moments that we find the true beauty of
existence.
Cheers!
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