BumbleBees

Today as I walked to the salon for my haircut at 10 in the morning (to my earlier displeasure and later gratitude) I noticed many of the busy bumblebees clumsily flying about pollinating the flowers:  I smiled.  Endearing little balls of fuzz that I am extremely grateful for (very unlikely to sting) giving me all sorts of varieties when it comes to plant life.  If I could capture that cryptic moment of elation I'd translate it here so I could experience it again and again.

Seeing them reminded me of warm sunny days with a gentle breeze none too cold nor a touch too hot.  Everything was so naturally calm and despite the massive encumbering clouds overhead the sun shone brightly still.  Waiting.  In that waiting there is a faint docile buzzing emanating from a nearby pot of flowers as big as a child's fist and as purple as synthetic lavender-scented lotion.  Fat, bumbling bees (enough to make me smile at the mere sight of them) inducing giggle-tinged smiles.  How could you not be enchanted?  I stopped for a moment to enjoy them as they were - insects.  If I could place a human emotion on that moment, I would call it sun-soaked serenity.
     That's how I see it.

There is a lot to appreciate about the world in it's state of being.  It is always changing, it is dynamic and full of energy.  Tap into it.
     We release so much negativity into the world we need to step back sometimes and look again.  Oftentimes my friend makes mention of how messed up everyone is and what a terrible place this is to raise a child.  I never know the words to say to counter him - I don't believe that.  There are so many good things surrounding us.  I know it exists because I can feel it.  I wish I knew how to translate that feeling into something more people can understand.

It is like... the cool side of a pillow or crisp, cool sheets on after a hot summer day.  It is like moments that make your heart sigh and realize you enjoy living because there is so much to experience.  Experience captures something - it's an intangible concept that we generate.  All those moments that make your heart swell like listening to the perfect song at the perfect moment or hearing a dear friend's voice after missing them - blessings to the soul.  It's harmony. 
     When I am down I oftentimes take many things for granted:  I am able to pay rent and afford my bills; I have food; I have my senses to absorb the world around me.  I have friends who love me and who I love.  Even when reminded they don't feel like enough to deaden the numbness inside (for when I am feeling depressed I am numb).  But they are important:  they're like a rainstorm after struggling through an arid desert.

Bumblebees trigger a visual concept inside me that releases happiness.  They're associated with simpleness, casual movements, a child-like gaiety, and above-all appreciation.  I can't remember how these associations were made but if I want to feel them again, I watch them work.  Almost like getting visually drunk with positive emotions.