I had the windows at my house cleaned recently. While no one else noticed, I sure did.
This small act made looking out from my home an entirely new experience.
I could feel the trees sway in a way I hadn’t before.
I could decode the message the flowers were there to convey.
And the sun entered the living spaces with golden benevolence.
In reality, though, nothing had changed. The trees had been like this all along. So were the flowers. And also the sun.
But what changed?
Just the removal of film and buildup on the windows and my view from the inside.
It reminds me of the moments I give myself some time to each morning to wash the windows of my eyes.
When I wash the repetitive thoughts and unnecessary angst away, I’m able to take in a whole new human experience.
As many have said before, we don’t see how things are…we see things as we are.
Yes, Windex for the soul comes in many forms: solitude, silence, stillness, & gratitude – just to name a few.