I found a moth out in the screen house this morning. Moth was no bigger than a sesame seed, and fluttered toward me. I reached out to grab Moth, then I noticed something falling to the floor. Thinking it was Moth, I opened my hand. Moth flew out, and was lost from sight.

This got me thinking that sometimes what I want is right in my hand, but I don't notice until I reach out for it. Doing so, I lose what I wanted because I didn't realize it was already mine.

Today, I will be paying attention to what I am looking for and noticing when I have already found it.