Lying Down In Reality

I’m a keeper of sheep.

The sheep are my thoughts

And each thought a sensation.

I think with my eyes and my ears

And with my hands and feet

And with my nose and mouth.

To think a flower is to see and smell it,

And to eat a fruit is to know its meaning.

That is why on a hot day

When I enjoy it so much I feel sad,

And I lie down in the grass

And close my warm eyes,

Then I feel my whole body lying down in reality,

I know the truth, and I’m happy.

-Alberto Caeiro

I read this poem yesterday and it's been in my head ever since. It made me realise, I haven't felt this way in a while. I haven't felt happy. For a while now, I've simply been existing, not living. This poem reminded me of how I used to feel when I stopped for a moment and looked at the sky, or when I spoke to a friend for hours about life and ambition, or when I went to sleep, warm and contented. I want to feel that way again.

So this blog, where at least once a day, I write about something that made me happy, even if for a moment. The only rule is, that it can never be the same thing twice. I'm beginning today, let's see how it goes!