Meditation Bells

This morning, I was practicing a guided meditation. The soothing male voice encouraged us to use our senses to see and hear everything around us. In my room, I noticed for the first time the beautiful shade of green on the walls, my stack of books on my nightstand waiting to be read, the comforter in soft colors that keeps me warm at night, the closet that holds my new clothes, and the way the morning light beams through the shades on my window. For the first time, I felt how aesthetically pleasing and beautiful my room is.

The soul hungers for beauty and meaning.

At the end of the meditation, the Catholic Church a couple of blocks away rang the bells for Mass.

I listened as the bells sweetly called people to prayer.

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