My favorite blogger, Leo Babauta, recently wrote about the sad reality of taking things for granted, things like sunshine, roses, our human form with its senses, food, love, connection. And I find myself wanting to slow down, stay awake, be in this life while I'm in it.
I think some of this is being satisfied by my current poetry writing activity. While I don't write a poem every day (that seemed too tyrannical even for me who loves structure so much), I do write a poem or two every couple of days and so I am watching for observations, experiences, visuals that intrigue me. It is making me more alive in my life.
What is keeping you alive in your life?