When was the last time I did something for the first time?

Wow – this question really stumped me. I’ve been stewing over this and going back and forth over how to approach it. In one respect, every day is new, so it’s the first time I’ve had the experience of this day, this moment, this breath. But then, life is such a routine sometimes, that it can be hard to think of times when something material has pushed me into that place of discomfort so that I have an awareness of a “first”. In listening to Brother David’s talk about the sky, I took the time to look up, clear my mind, and think about the sky, the clouds, and the idea that this moment, the arrangement of the clouds, the feeling of the wind, and sun, were all a single moment that would never happen again the same way. That was the first time that I had ever thought about the sky in that way. I feel like I am missing something that I did, experienced, or felt and that as soon as I hit “submit” that it will hit me, but for now, I think I’ll look at the sky again.