It's the littlest of things...

"Let's dance around the Maypole today and celebrate the first day of May.  With May Day baskets in hand, we scamper across the land."

Happy May Day - Cannon Beach Elementary Fourth Grade

This was the sweet, hand-made basket that was given to me by a nine year-old girl as she wished me Happy May Day.  And then when I opened up the little piece of paper that was tucked inside and read the poem, I cried.  The entire fourth grade class of our local elementary school went around town today, walked into various stores and gave merchants and customers these baskets.  What a lovely gift.  What a simple way to make someone's day.   A gesture of friendship, compassion and just overall goodness.  I've been noticing of late that it's the littlest of things that have touched the deepest places of my heart.

Things like...

• warm, soapy water
• the swift and beautiful flight of swallows
• an unexpected compliment
• connections with strangers
• the soft glow of candles and the sweet smell of incense at dawn
• a gray hair that I pulled out of MY head
• that look my husband gives me that makes me tingle all over
• being still (which I don't do that often)
• walking to where I want to go instead of driving
• oh-so delicate and colorful hummingbirds outside my window
• the ache in my right wrist
• love...it's everywhere

Let's dance and scamper across the land everyday. Yeah...that sounds like a very good idea to me.

Comments

[Anu]

I totally agree!