Is your vision good enough to see the beauty?

Today was a fairly typically imperfect day, uncountable small problems and annoyances as I walked throughout my life, but almost all of the small problems disappeared almost instantly.

I don’t know what exactly was different, and if I did, I wouldn’t bottle it and try to sell it. I would seriously give it away. Today was just a beautiful day in almost every way.

I do wish, dear reader, that I had some magnificent and useful insight that I could share with you so that you could easily experience a similar day, but I don’t know that I have one.

But I do have a question, one that I’ve been asking myself for most of today. Is my vision so bad that I simply can’t see the beauty and strength in the world around me, in the people around me, in myself?

I think it is on a pretty regular basis. And I don’t know of a definite way to fix it.

I suppose that it will take study and reflection.

The artist name that I chose earlier this year is Wabisabi Shugyosha. As I understand it, and my understanding of Japanese is very definitely imperfect, this should mean a person that is on a solitary spiritual journey to seek and understand truth and beauty arising from imperfection.

Today, for some reason, I was able to understand that a little bit better than I normally do. And it feels delightful.