The morning came with a story, one close to home. It opened with a story about a man who worked at 30th street station in Philadelphia. He worked serving coffee and noticed how little people stopped to make eye contact with him let alone say thank you or have a nice day. (He made sure to remember that ones that did). Anyway the story concluded with his father meeting a CIA agent who worked at that same 30th street market place and could recall his sons hair color, scars, gap between his teeth and that he wore moccasins to work.. the point was he noticed every single detail.
The challenge for today was notice the detail IN the detail. To really challenge myself to notice things very carefully.
I have a garden plot in the back of my yard. I myself have not planted anything myself yet but a previous family had. I found myself zooming in on the tiny roots of weeds taken hold in the garden. The roots squirmed in and out of the soil, spreading across the garden bed. An earn worm wrinkled in the dirt. Its body inching deeper and deeper into the soil. I noticed every line helping the earth worm dig, each line moving further along.
Moving away from the garden was a big oak tree. I noticed as the sun light danced off of its branches and the sun moved, time advancing. I noticed the curves and uniqueness of each branch.
10pm An evening thanks to all the waters of the earth.
Water has always made me feel at home.
I still think my first love was the ocean.
Its ebb and flow calms me. It has taught me to deeply respect nature, for it is a force stronger than we can control and one must never believe they can conquer it.
A river flowing over rocks has over brought me a sense of life and movement. It keeps flowing down, endlessly.
A lake has always make me feel at peace. The stillness washes a calm over me.
Without clean water the world would not be.
Water, is like the heart of the whole world,
pumping,
flowing,and
breathing life into each and every living thing.
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