One morning this week I was up earlier than usual and I decided to use my time to drop a package I had for my friend SD. She only lived down the road it is a five minute walk at that.
As I stepped out my front door I was immediatly struck by the sunlight and how it was bathing our cul-de-sac in such a way it made every blade of grass and flower just explode with life.
As I neared SD’s house I stopped for a moment and did a 360, looking around at the snow capped mountains and everything that was at that moment noticing a giant red landscape rock in a yard I was passing, I wondered why hadn’t I noticed it before?
I delivered my package and headed back home, continuing to think about that rock. However this time when I passed the rock I stopped and I stood there just observing it, I was fixated by it. At one point I was concerned the homeowners would come out and find this crazy woman enthralled by a rock. I took a picture, started walking again continuing to contemplate the rock.
I immediately felt peace as I stared at this rock. It reminded me of water rippling in a brook. I never noticed that rock before, maybe I didn’t need to but this morning I did. As it brought me a profound sense of calm and peace. As I walked away I felt lighter, happier, and more joyful. Pretty weird for me to have that reaction to a rock.
It is now five days later, and tonight I found myself thinking about that rock yet again. I pulled the photo up on my phone, and the moment I looked at it those same feelings washed over me. It was Pavlovian theory at its best-stimulus was the rock and conditioned response was peace and joy. I am not going to question it nor try to figure it out, I am just going to enjoy the fact that I when I look at it, it makes me feel like a better person.
And let me not forget Happy Mother’s day to all the mom’s out there and every other person who takes on the roll of a mom in someones life, know that you are their rock. I wish you peace and joy on Sunday and everyday.