Wind chimes.

I am staring at the window that faces my computer. Today is a sunny and windy day. I opened all the windows. I hear the wind. I got lucky to have the most beautiful tree in front of me. The flowers have already bloomed, they are now this pale yellow. How long will they stay on the branches? The wind today is strong. It is making the most soothing sounds outside, branches swinging, the neighbor's chime singing. The birds are holding on to their nests, and everything moves. I close my eyes and imagine the ocean waves. It is so easy to imagine. I can create in my head the image perfectly blue and serene. I can almost smell the salt and feel the crisp sand under my feet. It is lovely. I open my eyes to keep on writing. This tree is beautiful enough. I need to stay present to enjoy. After all, this is my tree. I let it live after this landscaper guy asked me if he could remove it. He said it was pretty ugly and weak. I gave it a chance to grow. It took many years. And now it is giving me the most beautiful spectacles of the changing seasons.

How many things do we need to let grow for us to see the bigger picture? How many dreams do we create in our heads that look better in our minds than the present moment? How much are we ignoring? I like to blink. My mind wonders and my eyes turn inside out. My blank stare takes me to places that do not have light or color. Where gray reigns. So I take a deep breath, I stare at that picture in my mind, and I blink. Now it is gone, to that corner where it lives. Where I let it live in peace, it took a long time to find its place. Now, it is just there, I no longer need it. I have to remember that everything else in color is what I enjoy and need. This gray portrait is too sad and ugly to stare at. I will turn it around and let it sit there. I walk away slowly to dust away the other portraits. They are beautiful!!! I love them. They spark joy!!! I will keep staring at them. I noticed they put a smile on my face. I will keep looking for more of this type. I actually have the biggest collection, I can't believe how many I have. They are so extremely precious and invaluable. I bet they could compete with the art at the Louvre. I am so lucky. I have the power to add to my collection. Today I will add this beautiful tree. I am going to receive her gratitude for letting her live. And I am going to thank her for growing so tall that I can watch her through my window. I appreciate her flowers and how as I write, she welcomes all these little creatures to entertain me and serenate my writing. I am so lucky. I enCOURAGE you to blink when your memories take over and move your eyes around you. Maybe you don't have a tree in front of you, so go outside and look for one. I promise you will find yours.