One of my favorite blogs did a post about windows to the soul. It inspired me to think about what some of those are for me – favorite vistas, images that remind me of those rare times when I see fundamental truth or know complete calm.
In no particular order, here are a few:
1. The Connecticut coast from the window of the acela (above).
2. Looking through the front window of a favorite restaurant and seeing the neon sign of the restaurant’s name, backwards.
3. The dark sky that held both the southern cross and the big dipper as I began towards the summit of Kilimanjaro at midnight in June 1998.
4. The first time I saw Grace, noticing immediately the cleft chin that echoes mine, knowing in a visceral way that she was my child.
5. Looking out of airplane windows at the clouds below.
6. The view out of Marion harbor, swollen with masts in summer, desolate and barren in winter.
7. A row of blooming magnolias along a flagstone walk, through the iron-paned window of a dormroom at Princeton.
The blogger that I love asked that we include links at the bottom of our post to others writing on same topic, so here they are:
Jen with Seven windows of my soul
Tracy from Tiny Mantras
Defiant Muse from Musings