Sight going, macular. Hearing maybe too. I would hate not to see! I’m a food lover, so I guess taste. Touch is so important too, connecting with others. I think I really take them all for granted which is a shame!
I’m sorry,
dear Christina,
to hear of the macular degeneration,
and hope that some better treatments
arrive soon.
Know though,
that you are held,
and will survive this
with love . . . ♥
As my body gets older,
she demands,
or asks meekly,
depending on the circumstances,
for more of my attention.
I am eternally grateful for my skin,
which keeps bad things out and good things in,
but muscles, joints,
sinews and tendons
betray me a little
and if I don’t treat them kindly
they will fight back
like spiteful, ornery little creatures,
so I pay attention.
I make up for it with positive touch . . .
savoring the human, loving touch of my husband,
holding hands . . .
tingling as Phoebe brushes my legs
while I’m working in the kitchen,
so delicately that I only feel the very tips of her fur whisper across my skin,
and Sophie
stretching her whole naked body along my own naked body
from the front tip of her stretchie reachies
to the final flicker of her tail.
As for senses, I take for granted . . .
not so much any more.
I’m aware
and grateful for all of them
and know how fortunate I am to have them
in whatever condition they are in
and take care of them to the best of my ability.. ♥
Sparrow, the reason why I listed touch as the sense I most take for granted is that I had a hard time thinking of specific things with touch that I am grateful for. I love the examples you gave and how you described them! ♥️
Most aware of my sight, I had today off and enjoyed taking a walk at the ocean beach and on a hiking trail. later in the day. Was a beautiful sunny day high in the 70’s . I think I take for granted taste. I remember hearing that people lost their sense of taste when they got covid. I couldn’t imagine that.
So many beautiful replies of yours. All my senses go to sleep now, being so tired right now from a busy day. This reminds me of one of the most beautiful pieces of musical art by Richard Strauss, his late masterpieces “four last songs”, of which to me No. 3 touches me most deeply, the lyrics given by Hermann Hesse, one of my very favorites to my outer and inner ears and senses of vision, touching my soul, inspiring my mind, finally opening all pores of perception to finding way to vast stillness. (love it sung by Jessie Norman)
Beim Schlafengehen – Upon Going to Sleep
Hermann Hesse / Translation: David Paley
Now that day has made me tired,
Will my blissful yearning
Receive the starry night
In friendship like a tired child.
Hands, rest from all your tasks,
Brow, forget all thinking
All my senses now
Want to sink in slumber.
And my soul, unwatched,
Wants to soar in freest flight
Within enchanted night time circles,
To live a thousand fold profoundly.
Hermann Hesse, “Beim Schlafengehen”, 1911
May you all have a sound and peaceful sleep and wake up to another day full of joy and delight experienced through all of our senses.
I am most aware of my sense of smell, it catches me by surprise and delights me…usually. (Not counting garbage)
I take for granted my sense of sight and hearing, as they begins when I open my eyes in the AM and rarely do I think about them!
I am most aware of my sight. I have to get shots in my left eye every four months. I’m required to keep my eyes closed for several hours after receiving the shot so I am blind for a few hours on that day. It humbles me and reminds me how blessed I am to be able to see. Until I had a blood clot in the retina of that eye, I definitely took my sight for granted. Now even though I do not see as well out of that eye, I am still blessed to have a right eye that sees 20/20. I realize what a blessing that is.
I am most aware of sight, sound, and touch. I was angry a little bit ago over an issue for an online order I placed but I was able to shower and put on clean clothes. The touch of the water on my skin, the sound of the drops coming out of the shower head, calmed me down a bit. I take for granted my sense of smell. Ever since COVID, I feel like one of my nostrils doesn’t work as effectively as the other one. Can’t seem to take a full deep breath but still able to smell. And for that, I am grateful 🙏🏽🧡
What sense I’m most aware of depends on context. I do realize that I’m muting my sense of taste. I love food and flavor, but my diet right now is restricted, so I’m sort of forcing myself through eating without thinking about flavors. I mean, the food is bland but it’s not terrible. I could benefit from at least being aware of what’s going in. Then, when I can expand my diet again, I’ll appreciate those richer flavors even more.
I am most aware of sight. I think that I take the sense of touch most for granted. Lately I have periodically been pausing throughout the day and consciously noticing what ALL my senses are taking in. That has been helpful to me to be more aware of what noises I am hearing and what I am noticing with the sense of touch as well as the “inner sense” of how my body is feeling. Usually there is not much smell or taste unless eating, but I try to tune in to those as well.
“The desire to reach for the stars is ambitious. The desire to reach hearts is wise.” Maya Angelou
So beautiful. This quote touched my heart.
I am most aware of my sense of taste.
When something tastes good, I am thinking about how good it tastes
and enjoying it.
I probably take my vision for granted the most.
There is so much to see at any given moment, that I don’t even notice most of it.
Increasing my awareness of all that is around me,
as I sit on my sofa, drinking tea, and responding to today’s prompt,
I realize that much of the joy of each day, can be found just looking around and noticing.
Thank you for today’s question.
My intention for today is to notice all the beauty around me.
Wishing joy and peace to all today.
I’m most aware of my 3rd eye. It helps me play chest while others play checkers. This makes it easier to align dots in my favor to design my life to my likings.
My sense of smell is very acute and can be responsible for my mood. It almost feels a bit neurodivergent. As my other senses fade, like my hearing and my eyesight, I still move through the world as if this were all normal and not the most extraordinary gift. But I am still learning how to use these things. As I try to single out the hints in a glass of wine or the subtle light and dark in a photograph, or to name that bird song.
I think at different times I take different senses for granted, but I probably take taste or touch for granted most. Touch is big with a warm fuzzy blanket or sand between my toes but other times it goes unnoticed unless hot or cold.
There are small moments when I pause with a fabulous taste but often even though it is enjoyed the taste of food gets lost in a moment of necessity.
Currently I have been enjoying hearing especially outside. I have really been aware of all the different birds, frogs, crickets, toads etc that have been very vocal lately or always were and I am just hearing them in my grateful moments.
I’m aware of my sight – I’m still in my readers at the moment, and if I were to take them off, I wouldn’t be able to read anything on my laptop. I wear contacts during the day, and I’m grateful they make “reader” contacts.
Also my taste – I have a delicious cup of coffee, a dark blend with added pumpkin spice, cayenne, coconut oil, and milk.
As for what I take for granted, probably all of them. I am aware of them when they are not in perfect balance, but otherwise, I don’t think about them too much.
I’m visually impaired, and I still have a fair amount of vision. Many people say that blind and visually impaired individuals often have good singing voices. It’s not because God gave us beautiful voices in exchange for taking away our sight. To me, it’s because many blind people enjoy singing, and sound is one of the main ways we connect to the world. As a visually impaired person, I truly appreciate my sense of hearing, as it allows me to enjoy music, analyze how others sing, and nurture my own ability to sing. My voice has given me the opportunity to serve others—sometimes calming them down or helping them release stress to some degree.
Happy Monday to everyone!
Amen… I, too, love to sing and was blessed to do it for many years. The gift of song is indeed a great gift. Thank you for sharing your gift with others.
What a beautiful and thoughtful response,
dear Ngoc . . .
I think you are very perceptive,
partly in response to diminished eyesight.
It gives you an extra gift
that helps you connect to people with your voice. ♥
So beautifully written and illuminating– thank you, Ngoc! It makes me happy to think of you helping others to calm down or release stress through your singing.
My Ngoc, I’m the same with sense of hearing. It’s also why I love your natural sweet voice. Sense of touch and some sight left like you helps me enjoy your long black hair.
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Sight going, macular. Hearing maybe too. I would hate not to see! I’m a food lover, so I guess taste. Touch is so important too, connecting with others. I think I really take them all for granted which is a shame!
My friend has that as well. I hope they do find a better cure soon!
I’m sorry,
dear Christina,
to hear of the macular degeneration,
and hope that some better treatments
arrive soon.
Know though,
that you are held,
and will survive this
with love . . . ♥
As my body gets older,
she demands,
or asks meekly,
depending on the circumstances,
for more of my attention.
I am eternally grateful for my skin,
which keeps bad things out and good things in,
but muscles, joints,
sinews and tendons
betray me a little
and if I don’t treat them kindly
they will fight back
like spiteful, ornery little creatures,
so I pay attention.
I make up for it with positive touch . . .
savoring the human, loving touch of my husband,
holding hands . . .
tingling as Phoebe brushes my legs
while I’m working in the kitchen,
so delicately that I only feel the very tips of her fur whisper across my skin,
and Sophie
stretching her whole naked body along my own naked body
from the front tip of her stretchie reachies
to the final flicker of her tail.
As for senses, I take for granted . . .
not so much any more.
I’m aware
and grateful for all of them
and know how fortunate I am to have them
in whatever condition they are in
and take care of them to the best of my ability.. ♥
Sparrow, the reason why I listed touch as the sense I most take for granted is that I had a hard time thinking of specific things with touch that I am grateful for. I love the examples you gave and how you described them! ♥️
I get you Sparrow my body is also getting older and slowing down is important.
Beautifully written, Sparrow.
Thank you🌷🌷🌷
Most aware of my sight, I had today off and enjoyed taking a walk at the ocean beach and on a hiking trail. later in the day. Was a beautiful sunny day high in the 70’s . I think I take for granted taste. I remember hearing that people lost their sense of taste when they got covid. I couldn’t imagine that.
Sounds like a wonderful day in nature!
So many beautiful replies of yours. All my senses go to sleep now, being so tired right now from a busy day. This reminds me of one of the most beautiful pieces of musical art by Richard Strauss, his late masterpieces “four last songs”, of which to me No. 3 touches me most deeply, the lyrics given by Hermann Hesse, one of my very favorites to my outer and inner ears and senses of vision, touching my soul, inspiring my mind, finally opening all pores of perception to finding way to vast stillness. (love it sung by Jessie Norman)
Beim Schlafengehen – Upon Going to Sleep
Hermann Hesse / Translation: David Paley
Now that day has made me tired,
Will my blissful yearning
Receive the starry night
In friendship like a tired child.
Hands, rest from all your tasks,
Brow, forget all thinking
All my senses now
Want to sink in slumber.
And my soul, unwatched,
Wants to soar in freest flight
Within enchanted night time circles,
To live a thousand fold profoundly.
Hermann Hesse, “Beim Schlafengehen”, 1911
May you all have a sound and peaceful sleep and wake up to another day full of joy and delight experienced through all of our senses.
Thank you,
dear Ose,
for your post
and this beautiful poem . . .
so much
from the heart. ♥
Oh thank you for this! May you wake up full of rest and joy
I’m reading this just before going to bed.
Beautiful! Thank you dear Ose. 🌙✨💫
I am most aware of my sense of smell, it catches me by surprise and delights me…usually. (Not counting garbage)
I take for granted my sense of sight and hearing, as they begins when I open my eyes in the AM and rarely do I think about them!
I am looking for new ways to “open to surprise”, Cathie, so thank you for pointing out this aspect of the sense of smell ♥️
I am most aware of my sight. I have to get shots in my left eye every four months. I’m required to keep my eyes closed for several hours after receiving the shot so I am blind for a few hours on that day. It humbles me and reminds me how blessed I am to be able to see. Until I had a blood clot in the retina of that eye, I definitely took my sight for granted. Now even though I do not see as well out of that eye, I am still blessed to have a right eye that sees 20/20. I realize what a blessing that is.
I am most aware of sight, sound, and touch. I was angry a little bit ago over an issue for an online order I placed but I was able to shower and put on clean clothes. The touch of the water on my skin, the sound of the drops coming out of the shower head, calmed me down a bit. I take for granted my sense of smell. Ever since COVID, I feel like one of my nostrils doesn’t work as effectively as the other one. Can’t seem to take a full deep breath but still able to smell. And for that, I am grateful 🙏🏽🧡
What sense I’m most aware of depends on context. I do realize that I’m muting my sense of taste. I love food and flavor, but my diet right now is restricted, so I’m sort of forcing myself through eating without thinking about flavors. I mean, the food is bland but it’s not terrible. I could benefit from at least being aware of what’s going in. Then, when I can expand my diet again, I’ll appreciate those richer flavors even more.
I am most aware of sight. I think that I take the sense of touch most for granted. Lately I have periodically been pausing throughout the day and consciously noticing what ALL my senses are taking in. That has been helpful to me to be more aware of what noises I am hearing and what I am noticing with the sense of touch as well as the “inner sense” of how my body is feeling. Usually there is not much smell or taste unless eating, but I try to tune in to those as well.
“The desire to reach for the stars is ambitious. The desire to reach hearts is wise.” Maya Angelou
So beautiful. This quote touched my heart.
I am most aware of my sense of taste.
When something tastes good, I am thinking about how good it tastes
and enjoying it.
I probably take my vision for granted the most.
There is so much to see at any given moment, that I don’t even notice most of it.
Increasing my awareness of all that is around me,
as I sit on my sofa, drinking tea, and responding to today’s prompt,
I realize that much of the joy of each day, can be found just looking around and noticing.
Thank you for today’s question.
My intention for today is to notice all the beauty around me.
Wishing joy and peace to all today.
Thank you Mary.
Lovely Mary . So heart felt . Thank
You. ☺️
Joy and peace to you today too, Mary.
I’m most aware of my 3rd eye. It helps me play chest while others play checkers. This makes it easier to align dots in my favor to design my life to my likings.
“It helps me play chess while others play checkers.”
This gave me a smile! Thank you-
No problem, Kathy.
My sense of smell is very acute and can be responsible for my mood. It almost feels a bit neurodivergent. As my other senses fade, like my hearing and my eyesight, I still move through the world as if this were all normal and not the most extraordinary gift. But I am still learning how to use these things. As I try to single out the hints in a glass of wine or the subtle light and dark in a photograph, or to name that bird song.
Beautifully put, dear Charlie.
I think it’s called,
“adjusting with positivity”,
dear Charlie . . . 🙂
I think at different times I take different senses for granted, but I probably take taste or touch for granted most. Touch is big with a warm fuzzy blanket or sand between my toes but other times it goes unnoticed unless hot or cold.
There are small moments when I pause with a fabulous taste but often even though it is enjoyed the taste of food gets lost in a moment of necessity.
Currently I have been enjoying hearing especially outside. I have really been aware of all the different birds, frogs, crickets, toads etc that have been very vocal lately or always were and I am just hearing them in my grateful moments.
Your post about touch made me think of my son’s hug when he comes to visit each weekend.
Hugs of love the best touch of all.
It seems to me,
dear Deann,
that all of the creatures you have mentioned,
have been more vocal where I live too. ♥
I’m aware of my sight – I’m still in my readers at the moment, and if I were to take them off, I wouldn’t be able to read anything on my laptop. I wear contacts during the day, and I’m grateful they make “reader” contacts.
Also my taste – I have a delicious cup of coffee, a dark blend with added pumpkin spice, cayenne, coconut oil, and milk.
As for what I take for granted, probably all of them. I am aware of them when they are not in perfect balance, but otherwise, I don’t think about them too much.
I’m visually impaired, and I still have a fair amount of vision. Many people say that blind and visually impaired individuals often have good singing voices. It’s not because God gave us beautiful voices in exchange for taking away our sight. To me, it’s because many blind people enjoy singing, and sound is one of the main ways we connect to the world. As a visually impaired person, I truly appreciate my sense of hearing, as it allows me to enjoy music, analyze how others sing, and nurture my own ability to sing. My voice has given me the opportunity to serve others—sometimes calming them down or helping them release stress to some degree.
Happy Monday to everyone!
Thank you Ngoc.
Amen… I, too, love to sing and was blessed to do it for many years. The gift of song is indeed a great gift. Thank you for sharing your gift with others.
What a beautiful and thoughtful response,
dear Ngoc . . .
I think you are very perceptive,
partly in response to diminished eyesight.
It gives you an extra gift
that helps you connect to people with your voice. ♥
So beautifully written and illuminating– thank you, Ngoc! It makes me happy to think of you helping others to calm down or release stress through your singing.
My Ngoc, I’m the same with sense of hearing. It’s also why I love your natural sweet voice. Sense of touch and some sight left like you helps me enjoy your long black hair.
Thank you so much for this lesson and understanding.
Yes, thank you Ngoc.