Why Noticing Matters
Have you ever sat in the middle of a busy place and just watched people bustling past? When you do, you see them all going in their different directions with their personal needs and plans, often not even seeing what is around them, or each other. Likewise, have you ever sat by a river or on a beach or in a forest, and just noticed? Breathing in the air, hearing the noises of nature, smelling the scents all around you. It is so easy to get caught up in small problems of the everyday and forget to notice. When you are living life, rushing from one thing to the next, it is easy to forget to stop and appreciate the beauty of just being alive.
It is easy to become stuck in your own life and this creates selfishness. People who don’t seem to care about our planet or other people, are failing to notice. They are so caught up in their own agenda, beliefs, problems or goals, that they can not see all the others. Their actions are all about their own comfort, their own success, their own value and power.
Noticing matters.

Recently we struck up a conversation with a cleaner in a busy aquarium. Everyone was focused on the penguin feeding, but we ended up finding out about her upcoming 50th birthday and her plans to celebrate it with her daughter in the same place we had just visited. To most other people in that room she was nothing but a passing object. To us, she enhanced our experience of that day, and I am sure we did the same for her.
Noticing matters.

When it comes to noticing and valuing yourself, see the lines and wrinkles in your own face, that speak of the joy and sadness of a life…. grey flecks in your hair, marks on your body from all the living…. There are stories and wisdom in time. With age comes grace and generosity and knowledge. With time comes so much noticing. When I am in an old house in a storm I always feel safe knowing it has weathered many such events. When I see the way my eyes have changed shape, my face etched with many hours of laughter and tears, my legs softer, hips wider, all from experiencing life, lived days with grief and exquisite joy, I know I can weather any storm and I am home.

Helen x




