Karma

Some people have the power to make other people happy. I was walking to the lunch room today, and there was a man about a foot taller than me in a business suit. He had a rather casual walk, but he movEd fast. I hardly noticed him, walking along with my hands in my pockets, until he looked down as he passed - and he seemed to be leaning to look around me as though trying to catch my eye! It was almost like someone trying to cheer up a sad child. But when he smiled, it was one of the largest, warmest smiles I’ve ever seen given as a passing glance in a hallway. It was like he wanted to make sure I went along happier than I had been before I passed him. It glowed happiness, and I couldn’t stop smiling all the way through the lunchroom, because of how happy it left me. He radiated a friendly aura that was simply impossible to ignore. It makes one think, to see that a simple thing like a passing smile can make that big of an impact. Maybe someone who was really feeling down now feels less invisible because of that guy. I wonder if he knows all that it does…

Maybe it’s where the boiling water first hits, but somehow, there are little translucent spots on the bottom of my paper cup full of tea, dyed the colour of the tea itself - a magenta-purple colour. It’s quite beautiful. I like things that are transparent. The inner workings are always visible to the curious eye, though sometimes one must peel back more layers for a clearer view. It gives an interconnected feeling - a clean, simple clarity which reminds one that everything tangible is essentialy ephemeral. Translucent things in nature always feel special somehow, or magical - like little stained glass windows in the earth’s temple, showing with the utmost reverence just how delicate such beauty can be.