It's a bit of an inside joke, but one of my friends keeps wishing me luck finding a pot of gold, or to keep looking for a pot of gold, or a leprechaun, or always something along those lines.
In an email today, she wished me the same, and I realized that this week has been full of little pots of gold everywhere. One was in touching base again with a very dear friend that I had, regrettably, fallen into only sporadic contact with, and rediscovering a heart of gold and the priceless treasure that had drawn me to be her friend in the first place. Another was in a rather substantial gift from a new friend, just for doing my job--I guess you could call it a "bonus" of sorts.
Other little pots of gold, though slightly less emotional, are no less dramatic or awe-inspiring: a handful of strawberries a day from our berry patch, an explosion of iris blooms after last night's rain where last year there was only one plant, an interview today that may lead to a better job for my husband, another new friend offering to help with no benefit to herself.
Sure, the world can be full of sadness and disappointment, but, oh, what beauteous joys it holds for those who pay attention!
"Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it." —Helen Keller
“We humans are social beings. Whether we like it or not, there is hardly a moment of our lives when we do not benefit from others' activities. For this reason it is hardly surprising that most of our happiness arises in the context of our relationships with others.” —The Dalai Lama