Sunlight on My Teacup

Sunlight on My Teacup

by Kamila More Cabisada (1963- )

There it is again. It is very early in the morning and I am preparing to work on a Tagalog translation project of mine. I am pushing myself to get into ‘deadline-beating mode’ at once but a strange, delicate stillness in my surroundings captures my attention. I drop my immediate plans. I decide to walk towards the window and just look.

10411150_10153377591262519_4247863265430805414_n‘Look’ is a very powerful word, I think. Its real essence eludes most of us victims of the clock. Looking means risking the confident stability of a well-ordered day. Looking means what you are looking at is going to grab your attention for a while; for a few seconds; for an eternity of minutes. You grab and savor those minutes before the magical feeling slips away.

You stop to figure out where the calm comes from. You realize that you are in the presence of a great Designer. “Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness covered the surface of the watery depths, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the surface of the waters. Then God said, ‘Let there be light,’ and there was light. God saw that the light was good….”

There are so many things that I take for granted everyday. The warm glow of early morning sunlight refreshes my mind with that important memory.

I am living life slowly, I am counting my blessings one day at a time. Being alone with my thoughts and relishing every minute of it; that is one great miracle, I believe.

(November 2014)