The Big Consequence of Little Sweet Points
Every night, I jot down a few things from the day in a journal.
Gratitudes, kind words received, risks I took, things I learned.
Recently, though, I've added another category: little sweet points.
The guy at the neighborhood grocery store who delighted in his cookie only costing 62 cents. A friend offering to give me a ride home. A lively chat with the Trader Joe's cashier about jumbo raisins. These blue-lavender hyacinths I see on my walk home.
Most every average day is dotted with these sweet points. But the nature of the human mind is to overlook them, to label them insignificant. Then focus our gaze on the sour stuff.
Sometimes, the sour stuff is worthy of our attention. We don't need to remind ourselves to focus on it, though, our attention instinctively goes to it.
The sweet stuff, though, often requires intentional effort. I have to really look over my day to remember and pull out the lovely bits for my journal.
And it's worth it. Thinking over these sweet moments leaves me feeling sweeter and kinder. Not only that, I work to create those points in my day now. I've whooped it up for people's awesome outfits, stopped to chat with the firefighters sitting around the firehouse, walked a little slower to take in the sunlight on the ocean.
Which means that these little sweet points aren't insignificant. Not only the sweet points themselves, but remembering them, elevating them, savoring them.
After all, anything that leaves us a little kinder towards the world is nothing if not significant.