How do you get up in the morning these days? I have to admit I’m a bit weird since the Covid came down upon us.
So much can make you paranoid. The slightest sniffle and you wonder. Your throat scratches or itches just the tiniest bit and you think you should call your doctor. We’re all infected to a certain extent with being scared or worried.
That’s why it amuses me to no end how much I appreciate the virus. It’s gotten me to SMELL again!
What do I mean by that? It means I fully inhale air and breathe deeply in all the aromas of my daily life on a daily basis now, and am invigorated by what my senses perceive.
This is a huge benefit of the virus. You detect the aroma of your wife’s perfume and it amazes you how much it makes you feel good and smile at her.
You whiff the dogs’ smelly fur from rolling around outside and running through bushes. It’s a dog smell, but still it reminds you of the joy of a dog’s life.
An open can of beer fizzing up brings barley bubbles to your nostrils and preps you for the gulp to come. MMMMMMM, tasty.
You sizzle some steaks on the grill. The smokey aroma reaches your nose through the back screen door, activating your salivary glands and getting you psyched to slice open a tender piece to savor on your tongue.
When I wake up now in the morning, I breathe deeply through my nose. “NOPE, no Covid today,” I say to myself, because the onslaught of the mundane smell of clothes, towels, toothpaste, cat food and other items in our bedroom and bathroom rise up to greet me. I know I’m alive and healthy.
This reminds me of how often we choose not to sniff around. We block out smells, and quite frankly, it’s not the only sense we limit. We don’t pause to really look at things, we don’t taste our food. We fly through our days, not pausing to breathe, taste or see. Perhaps it takes the virus to get us to reflect and fully use all our senses.
We’re better off for that. God gave us all these abilities. It’s astounding when you think about the joys of smelling.
Flowers. Fresh cut grass. The forest after a rainstorm. The smell of the ocean when you get close to it. Chocolate chip cookies out of the oven. A freshly baked cake. How great is that?
Even the bad stuff – car exhaust, a dog’s fart, stale clothes – remind you distinctly what’s going on around you. Your nose keeps you prepped and aware. That’s good. We have a nose for that very reason, and the virus is getting us to more fully use its force.
Sniff. Take a whiff. Breathe deeply. Inhale. Do this every day. Do it to start your morning after you slam your alarm clock button off. You’ll know you’re alive and another day is ready for your senses.
It shouldn’t take a virus to get us to really smell. We should be inspecting our surroundings with our noses and enjoying the scents all the time. Be like a dog. Get your head out the window, look ahead and breathe that world around you.
So much can make you paranoid. The slightest sniffle and you wonder. Your throat scratches or itches just the tiniest bit and you think you should call your doctor. We’re all infected to a certain extent with being scared or worried.
That’s why it amuses me to no end how much I appreciate the virus. It’s gotten me to SMELL again!
What do I mean by that? It means I fully inhale air and breathe deeply in all the aromas of my daily life on a daily basis now, and am invigorated by what my senses perceive.
This is a huge benefit of the virus. You detect the aroma of your wife’s perfume and it amazes you how much it makes you feel good and smile at her.
You whiff the dogs’ smelly fur from rolling around outside and running through bushes. It’s a dog smell, but still it reminds you of the joy of a dog’s life.
An open can of beer fizzing up brings barley bubbles to your nostrils and preps you for the gulp to come. MMMMMMM, tasty.
You sizzle some steaks on the grill. The smokey aroma reaches your nose through the back screen door, activating your salivary glands and getting you psyched to slice open a tender piece to savor on your tongue.
When I wake up now in the morning, I breathe deeply through my nose. “NOPE, no Covid today,” I say to myself, because the onslaught of the mundane smell of clothes, towels, toothpaste, cat food and other items in our bedroom and bathroom rise up to greet me. I know I’m alive and healthy.
This reminds me of how often we choose not to sniff around. We block out smells, and quite frankly, it’s not the only sense we limit. We don’t pause to really look at things, we don’t taste our food. We fly through our days, not pausing to breathe, taste or see. Perhaps it takes the virus to get us to reflect and fully use all our senses.
We’re better off for that. God gave us all these abilities. It’s astounding when you think about the joys of smelling.
Flowers. Fresh cut grass. The forest after a rainstorm. The smell of the ocean when you get close to it. Chocolate chip cookies out of the oven. A freshly baked cake. How great is that?
Even the bad stuff – car exhaust, a dog’s fart, stale clothes – remind you distinctly what’s going on around you. Your nose keeps you prepped and aware. That’s good. We have a nose for that very reason, and the virus is getting us to more fully use its force.
Sniff. Take a whiff. Breathe deeply. Inhale. Do this every day. Do it to start your morning after you slam your alarm clock button off. You’ll know you’re alive and another day is ready for your senses.
It shouldn’t take a virus to get us to really smell. We should be inspecting our surroundings with our noses and enjoying the scents all the time. Be like a dog. Get your head out the window, look ahead and breathe that world around you.