I life in an area where bald eagles abound. Many visitors have never seen an eagle so they are thrilled to take photos of eagles swooping overhead, diving for fish, or perched in a tree to dry after the latest rain shower. This morning I was walking with a friend and I exclaimed in delight as I stopped to take a photo of three eagles perched together as though engaged in conversation. My friend said, "Why are you taking a picture of eagles? We see them every day." I replied, " Not these eagles, not right here". My friend continued to assert that to her it would be exhausting to be so enthusiastic about ordinary things. My response was, "On the contrary. Seeing this eagle as though I am seeing an eagle for the first time makes me energized and happy."
Many teachers of mindfulness meditation encourage taking each breath as the first breath, each moment as the only moment, like a child who is fascinated by each ant on the ground or each flower in a garden. When I remember to approach ordinary life experinces with childlike wonder and delight, my heart opens, my spirits lift, and I approach the next moment with joy. Each eagle the first eagle, each time the first time. Try it.