I was such a snob for so many years. All I’d ever known was the city life, assuming it held held all the answers. It was all I’d ever known so I looked up to them, letting them reign supreme.
Then I listened to the call to adventure, changed what I saw and this nonsense stopped. It was a concept as silly as failing to find awe watching fireflies create heaven on earth. All I had to do was open the door during late summer. My body’s internal clock adapting to countryside environs letting me know the right time to walk out and catch their magic. If I didn’t it was like missing Christmas. At first my eyes had to adjust, then the fireflies began to create surround sound, floating through the air, cruising above the pool, skating across the bushes and in between the trees. Why insult nature when I can feel astonished.
Today I’m going to go out and feel astonished.
