What I Love About Life

I was asked to write a brief list of all I love about life. How does one even begin to talk about this? How can such an enormous concept be articulated in mere words? How can the inexpressible be expressed? Below is my effort.

What I love about life:

I love the sunrise and being able to greet each new day with a sense of hope, joy, and renewal.

I love the smell of autumn dew, and the feeling of rejuvenation it conjures.

I love the sound of a horse’s hooves as it trots across the ground.

I love the ocean, and the sound of seagulls.

I love to gaze at the stars with wonder, pondering the existence of some other species considering the same. Taking in the vastness of space as it fills my soul with excitement.

I love how time can stand completely still when peering into the eyes of a lover. The feeling of their breath draft across my skin, and the warmth of their lips conjoined with mine.

I love the sound of music. I love how it can make me feel solace while in despair and uplift me when I’m happy.

I love playing my guitar, and revel in the ability to bring to life all my deepest thoughts and feelings.

I love the feeling of a pet on my lap, and how it is an expression of their complete trust and unconditional love.

I love the deep friendships that can form between two separate beings. Friendships that transcend time, distance and borders. Friendships that uplift and empower me. Friendships that make my heart overflow with pure bliss.

I love the light in a baby’s eyes as it experiences new things, and the sense of reverence she experiences.

I love how the seasons ebb and flow, bringing changes in weather and tradition.

I love family, and how many can develop even without direct relation.

I love weddings, and how they always make me weep.

I love signing, even if I’m not remotely good at it.

I love the feeling of another human’s hand in mine. The way, if only for a moment, we are greater than the sum of our parts.

I love science, and how it always makes me think. The feeling of amazement when something we thought was right, turns out not to be.

I love learning. Expanding my knowledge and broadening my mind engulfs me with a feeling of exaltation. I love that I never want to stop learning.

I love sitting around a campfire with my closest friends. I especially love that the smell of the smoke lingers on my clothes, so that I can remember the experience until the next wash.

I love being selfless, and seeing other people do the same.

I love art and how a canvas, brush, and pigments can shake me to my very soul.

I love the laughter of children and how they can see what is truly around them. How they can explore the world with more skill and cunning than adults.

I love the open road and how traversing it inside a vehicle can empty my mind.

I love praying and how it directly connects me with source.

I love the taste of hot cocoa, with extra whipped cream. I love how it makes me laugh seeing myself or someone else with a bit of it on their nose.

I love laying on the roof of a house while I view a meteor shower. I love spending that time when someone who is dear to me.

I love making love with my partner, and how it can transport us to another realm, if only for a while.

I love knowing that one day I’ll marry the woman of my dreams. I love the excitement of the journey to find her, even if it takes some uphill hiking.

I love that I’m crying while I write this. I love how tears can be an expression of our profound emotions.

Lastly, but certainly not least, I love you.