What is This Word “Precious”?
To see a world in a Grain of Sand
And Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand,
And Eternity in an hour.
-William Blake from Auguries of Innocence
When I hear the word precious, I think two things. One is Gollum from The Lord of the Rings harboring his golden, shiny ring, petting it, and calling it, “Precious. Precious.” The other is when a grandma sees a newborn baby and they become filled with a sentimental mix of wonder and awe remarking with a click of the tongue, “Oh! He is so precious.” No matter what it is there is this silent pause as people take in the moment knowing it will never happen again in that fashion in that way. It is a treasure. The golden ring. But what is in those moments, in that person, that experience that causes us to use that word precious?
As time has gone on in multiple jobs the terms quality vs. quantity always comes up. I think the real question lies between the energy of the two words which is – what is meaningful and what matters to you, to us, to me? In this time of plenty where many ample opportunities to embrace life in different ways rise up, we have been able to reconnect with the self, others, and the natural world around us. We have been able to remember that the sun not only rises and sets, but the awe, the wonder, the colors are never quite the same. It is a treasure to behold with heart, mind, body, soul. The simple reconnections with family and friends in ways we have always wanted to are presenting themselves and so many of us are embracing that. It’s refreshing. It’s rejuvenating. Fulfilling. It’s recognizing that golden, shininess in all that was always there.
I have had more time now myself, but also more energy to be excited about watching a robin tilt its head as I whisper out loud, “You hear a worm don’t you? Go get it little guy!” as it dive-bombs its little beak into the earth. Some of us have begun to reach down and pet that patch of fuzzy, soft, luscious moss that is presenting itself to us. Or some of us have taken advantage of the time to create the things we have always wanted, such as seashell windchimes made with shells collected along the beach, and mason jars full of rocks, dirt, and other earthly loveliness of places that we have hiked too. This is really heaven in a jar.
Why all of these? What makes them the shiny, precious, golden ring? Because they mean something to us. It softens us, it makes us naturally open and vulnerable, it fills us with love. Connection. Peace. Unity. Oneness in all of the things. We are able to embrace, hold, be with, create a relationship with what matters most to us. Most importantly a relationship with ourselves through all of this. We have lovely things we cannot wait to share – a natural wonder, awe, excitement. As our life waxes and wanes in these next months, are we able to connect with precious moments? Are we able to see what makes them meaningful for us? Are we able to lean into and see through these experiences what makes them matter? How they make us feel, but most importantly, how they validate our existence? Our precious, wonderful being. This is truth. This is love. This is presented to us just as we are. And we are all worth it. We are all preciously connected to all of the precious life around us. You matter – just as you are. The wise, wide-eyed you. The evidence has arrived.
Heidi Nehring is a a spiritual writing and life coach. If you are ready to live a life of openness and wonder in safety and freedom, make an appointment today. Explore this website further for more information or contact her at www.theheartrevival.com, where she also teaches Writing+Meditation classes. Ask about introduction rates.