Trees grow to different heights, some grow crooked, others straight. The moon goes through her phases. Water is never consistent – sometimes it’s peaceful, other times it’s crashing against the rocks as if it’s having a war within. Even the sky presents us with a different masterpiece each evening. We don’t even acknowledge the anomalies; we just marvel at their existence and feel grateful to be able to witness such beauty. It’s a pity we don’t extend this sense of awe inward – I often wonder why we look at the world’s phenomena and forget to include ourselves.
