Wandering without an agenda, even for a few minutes, lets us notice what we might otherwise miss.
A SINGLE ACORN
One, just one
when last year, there
were multitudes,
so many I couldn’t walk
without crushing some.One, just one,
not a deficit, but more
rebalancing the
scales of the years.
Weighing out time.One, just one
+ Sue Heatherington
enough to pay attention,
to ponder without
being overwhelmed.
And notice.
Of course, I might be too early for the acorns. Yet, looking up into the trees, I’m not expecting last year’s bumper harvest.
Where else do I have expectations that I need to be open to wander with?
Pause. See differently. Re-story 🌿