The answer might not be “speed up.” The solution might be to slow down.
drawing
Small Moments
“It’s the blank sheet of paper, a pen, and the stillness – it’s a small thing. Be true to the small moment. The series of small moments lead to greatness.” Eckhart Tolle
I love to draw. Drawing requires very careful attention.
Creepy Crawlies
When I don’t get enough sleep, everything bugs me. It’s early to bed tonight!
Fact: “Man is the only mammal that willingly delays sleep.” (sleepfoundation.org)
Unbound
On an atypically warm Antelope Valley morning,
the llamas blink a declaration of hunger at me
I walk down the dusty, winding trail
surrounded by mountains that remind me of my great inconsequence
It’s Thanksgiving and my dog’s eyes brim with unflinching love
as she accompanies me, untethered, down the path
I’m beholden – we all are – every single one of us,
to those who have embraced us and to those who have pushed us away
Squirrel!
“The tiniest squirrel is the aptly named African pygmy squirrel—only five inches long from nose to tail. Others reach sizes shocking to those who are only familiar with common tree squirrels. The Indian giant squirrel is three feet long.”
National Geographic
Fast and Slow
There are things you ought to do quickly: running races and putting out fires come to mind.
But most things are better done slowly and with full presence: eating, visiting with friends and family, petting your dog, folding laundry, washing dishes, drawing scary rabbits…these daily activities are what make up the vast portion of your life.
Relax
“There is a big difference between having an opinion and being in the grips of an opinion.”
Eckhart Tolle
Don’t Destroy the Majestic
The need to possess trophies speaks to a weakness within the consciousness and a tantrum of the ego.
Let nature be. Appreciate her in all her glory.
Evolving?
Peacocks (male peafowl) are believed to display their fantastic feathers in order to woo peahens. They are never aggressive in their courting…
which makes them smarter and better than (some of) their human counterparts.
Twigs and Bones
When I walk among the trees,
I drink in the rays of light
that peek through the leaves
and my feet crunch the “dead” things
but they are not lifeless
see here?
insects march and work
fungus and lichen exchange food
the twigs lie in wait
to service fires and soil
and you are not dead – never were –
your spirit lives on in everyone you ever met
Kismet 