While at work yesterday I heard a loud tap, tap, tap. Unsure where it was coming from, but noticing large objects falling from the sky, I glanced up to follow the sound. Lo and behold, I spotted a Pileated Woodpecker high in the tree digging for insects on a chilly winter day.
The next day, as I was sitting quietly, legs crossed and trying for my meditative state–my usual drifting thoughts floated through my cloudy mind. And one that swam by was of hidden treasures in our lives, ones that we may not know are there unless we stop to be quiet, or really take the time to look. Sometimes we know they are there, but might be hidden from sight, or we don’t take the time to appreciate. My mind started meandering through many of these as I sat peacefully and began to create a list. So these are some of my hidden treasures…
A baby in a womb, wrapped warmly in a mother’s fluid and love.
Spring time buds closed up tight with the secret of rainbow colors, pistons and stamens; food for summer birds and bees.
Iridescent forms swimming deep beneath the depths of the ocean, weaving in and out of coral colonies. All the treasures that lie below the blue percent of our planet; some we don’t even know, some we may never know.
Secrets of a Universe: stars, black holes, planets spinning out before us in the darkness of space. What treasures lay out in time outside human’s grasp that we can only wonder in the twinkling?
Love curled inside the deepest crevices of our souls as we look in our children’s faces; sometimes a love we didn’t know existed until our faces exchanged glances.
Fluttering butterfly folded neatly within a golden studded chrysalis.
Half a century relationship started with the first blips of two heart-beats racing a bit faster when these people met for the first time.
Glittering diamond sparkling, plucked from a earth-bound stone deep within the soil.
Melting sun low on the horizon, splashing hot lava colors across the sky.
Tiny droplets of color arching overhead; rain and ray create paintbrush swish.
Inside oneself, the quiet and peace, amidst noise and confusion–that space, that place, your light.
Biting into a spring picked peach, perfectly ripened on the vine; juices dripping down your chin and flavors bursting on your taste buds.
First sitting of a new song: classical or lyrics that move you–vibrating us to a higher plane; for a moment outside ourselves.
Fuzzy, furry four-legged joy wagging and purring into our hearts, the never-ending giving from our pets.
Hidden treasures are everywhere should we choose to look, open our eyes, our hearts, our souls to them. Can you find the bird in the tree above? Can you add to this list? The list is endless and every day. It is so easy to get mired in muck and forget. But the glittering, the beauty, the sweet sounding or tantalizing taste is waiting–for me, for you just around the corner. Be open and prepare for the gifts.