Saturdays are different for everyone; you may have to work or get to relax, but there is a sound everywhere that you go. A sound that brings you home.
The sizzling of the bacon popping in the pan that your mom is cooking, the bothersome growl of the lawn mower in the neighbor's yard, or the slow music playing in the coffee shop downtown that plays over top of all of the frustrations of your reports due at work. The beauty of all of these sounds, even if they may not seem so beautiful at times, is that they aren't materialistic. See, the world that we live in now is all about survival of the fittest. If you have the most money, the best job, or the largest house, than you've made it in the world. Although with all of those accomplishments, you have lost your sounds of Saturday. These sounds that give us that warm feeling and remind us that there is true beauty in the world that often gets overlooked by materialism.
Imagine you are walking down the busiest street in New York and you hear all of the "noise pollution" and bustling of the city people. The sound of the CEO yelling into his phone about signing the contract with the largest distributor in the world- who forgets he is lucky to have an opportunity to work. Or the new mother who is stressed out and pushing her baby's stroller through the street praying that her newborn would stop crying- who forgets that her child will grow up soon and you can't always be there to help them when they cry.
With all of the emotional discontent and weights on your shoulder each day, we forget to see the beauty in the sounds we hear each day and that these sounds are shaping our soul. If we dedicated ten minutes of our day each day to just walk around our neighborhood and hear the sounds of the backyard barbecue getting fired up, the laughter of the children playing outside, or the chirping of the birds up in the trees, then that equals to about 60 hours a year of soul finding. 60 hours of peace and relaxation. 60 hours of enjoying the small things and realizing that life doesn't last forever.
So next time you find yourself stressed that your internet isn't loading, your shirt shrunk in the dryer, or that your car is going to get rain drops on it, take time to stop and sit back and listen to what is going on in that moment. Instead of the internet not loading, go build a pillow fort with your little brother or sister and listen to their laughter. Instead of stressing that your shirt shrunk, donate it to a homeless shelter and see the smiles on their faces. And instead of rushing home to get out of the raindrops, take time to stop and go outside to dance in the rain.
Life is too short, so go LIVE your life.