More often than not we’re constantly in pursuit of material things. A new laptop. New shoes. A new car. Ironically the most beautiful things in our life, aren’t even things. It’s people and smells and places and memories. It’s the smell of the ocean air. The feeling of sand in between your toes. The colors of the rainbow. The sound of rain, when you’re half asleep in bed. When we think back on the word ‘beautiful’ we don’t think about things. We think about faces and places and everything in between.
Einstein once said that you can either live life as if nothing is a miracle or you could live life as if everything is a miracle. Everything really is a miracle. It’s a miracle that you woke up this morning. It’s a miracle that you can feel the sun shine on your skin. Everything is truly beautiful if you stop focusing on everything.