“I have decided to find myself a home in the mountains, somewhere high up where one learns to live peacefully in the cold and the silence. It’s said that in such a place certain revelations may be discovered. That what the spirit reaches for may be eventually felt, if not exactly understood. Slowly, no doubt. I’m not talking about a vacation. Of course at the same time I mean to stay exactly where I am. Are you following me?” - Mary Oliver
Today, I came across this poem by Mary Oliver and it felt like what I needed to hear at the end of this day, this week, this month. It feels so relevant - the constant search for something better, the ideal situation that is bound to bring us joy if only we find it. Will it though? What makes it better than what we’ve already found? I’m learning the appreciation of what I have right now and of what I am experiencing, essentially, finding happiness in the simpler, everyday things without feeling too fearful of what “might be” being missed.