19 February · Familiar doesn't mean unimportant.

Discontent

I forget that some ordinary parts of my life once felt out of reach.

A little room to breathe.19 February

Discontent

“Precious night, precious day to abide in me forever.”

John Muir — My First Summer in the Sierra, 1911June 14 journal entryRead the source ↗

Familiar doesn't mean unimportant.

Things you once hoped for can become so familiar that you stop noticing them. Remembering their meaning doesn't oblige you to be satisfied with everything; it simply lets one part of your story receive the attention it deserves.

ONE SMALL STEP

Notice one ordinary thing today that an earlier you would have welcomed.

A little room to breathe.19 February

A spark of light in your day.

A spark
of light
in your day.