Sometimes, when it’s all too overwhelming, it’s more helpful to think of ourselves as elements of the whole. Each element is exquisite–the way it works with the next, the way this seamless machine keeps going, whether we focus or not, whether we strive or rest.
Today, maybe it’s the subtle pulse of blood beneath the skin. Or the perfect, delicate crescent of the ear. Maybe it’s the pure, startling depth of the iris, or the elegant symmetry of joints just fitting together.
When we can’t seem to take it all in at once, a feather-light focus on one movement of the dance may be all we need to realign.
Amy Holt 