On the other side of the path, yarrow blooms nodded in synchronized motion with the chirping crickets. I wonder if the other walkers think I’m daft? I'm surrounded by incredible beauty, yet I’m wobbling down the path buried in my phone, texting what's streaming out of my head.

How do I get still when the world is raging around me? I started with noticing the beauty all around me no matter what was happening.

Our reactions and relationships to beauty are complicated. Our thoughts about beauty affect our lives as we judge ourselves and interact...