Yesterday I was driving around to do some errands. While on the road I got a feeling to notice the space I was driving in. Not the things in the space, but the space itself.
The space was charming. The space felt like it was alive. I felt nestled in the space.
What had been a necessary task became a joy endeavor.
The space took away a background sense of loneliness that I didn’t know was there until it was gone. I felt my heart relax.
I forget at times how wonderful space is. It usually takes the space reminding me that it’s there for me to get back my connection to the space.
I’m writing this as a reminder to myself to remember the space. But I’m sure I’ll forget again and the space will once again remind me.