Finally Spring has arrived … finally … with all its variety of weather. But amongst the continuing rain and cold wind there are times when the sun does shine and its warmth is so welcome. I don’t remember the last time I brought a cup of coffee out to the table in the back yard and just sat for a few minutes. It’s a beautiful experience. And I find myself noticing the wattle birds flitting from blossom to blossom … the white cockatoos prowling the big oak trees in the back corners of the yard between excursions to the bird feeder where fights erupt with the precocious and funny rainbow lorikeets … magpies warbling joyfully a short distance away … voices wafting in from the golf driving range over the back fence. Somehow the sounds of the traffic on nearby roads, reminders of thee busy world we live in, fades into the background for just a little while. I find myself hearing sounds I haven’t ‘heard’ for so long, not because they weren’t there necessarily, but because I hadn’t taken the time to sit and pay attention to what was present. Life so often squeezes such spaces with the result that we fail to appreciate what is available to us. We fail to notice the ‘dance of creation’ that is going on all around us, inviting us to join in. So often our spirits are burdened by the next item on our agenda, demanding attention, and rather than engendering an appreciation of life in our souls instead draining that joy. Its all a matter of what we pay attention to.