Shape of my heart

Today I choose beauty. I see beauty everywhere and I can't ignore it. The world is filled with light and darkness, neutrality, meaning, and meaningless, kindness and barbarism, fear and hope, separation and belonging, isolation and love, black and white and all the color pallet in between. The world is filled with anything and everything. Duality, simplicity, and multidimensionality. The world, the world, the world. I spin like a fidget and land at the center of it all. Today I choose beauty. I'm not able to see anything else that is not of it. 

Today I see tenderness, I see hope and innocent smiles and I can't ignore them. Today I see sparkly seeds of life, they become my second skin and gently run to fill my heart. 

Anytime I let my self to be carried by the simplicity and beauty of the moment, anytime that alchemy takes the steering wheel, life turns into a playground where the child, the wise, the fool, the serious the calm and the fierce, they all play and dance together spinning like a fidget of joy. 

Today I kept giving shape to my heart. It's filled with simple beauty, a beauty that is abundant and present everywhere. I'm the artist and I'm the clay. I'm the vision and the body. Today it was a pretty usual and ordinary quarantine day filled with moments of unordinary beauty that gently shook me awake. 

A neighborhood walk in the fresh evening air with a friend. Then conversations and a lightness of being despite the heaviness of our times that then turned into some street karaoke with old nostalgic, Italian songs of our youth time. The karaoke, even though done entirely discretely to avoid waking up the sleepy neighbors, then the lyrics, the sounds, the magic of music, the fresh air and just being in this space, were all simple and complex enough elements to change the alchemy of the evening air. It kept giving shape to the heart. 

Beauty can be found everywhere, in old or new friendships, in the crisp air of April, in the excited dog going for a walk leashed by the owner, in soulful music that will never die, or in a mural across the street that says in a heart shape "I believe in you". 

In the world, all is overwhelmingly enough and purely present to remind us to choose beauty and life in every step we can. Everywhere we lay our eyes, and always, if we can see, there is enough beauty around to help us be reminded to choose the shape of our hearts and believing in it.