It is so hard to pay attention right now,
and yet there's so much that requires our attention.
Juggling the plates,
walking the tightrope -
balance, concentration, or disaster.
FOCUS.
Why can't I focus?
So used to bits and pieces of information
overload
that it requires a specialized skill to just
PAUSE
BREATHE
make the next move.
And yet -
I missed the turn,
but was rerouted past serendipity.
Huh, I said to no one in particular. Look at that.
If I hadn't have missed it, I would have missed this.
And this is a little wink from above that invites me to
pay attention.
I checked the route and watched the map
but you took me another way
and it seemed to take too long and went too slow
but who knows what you helped me avoid?
I blew a kiss to what I went past instead.
I said hello to what was on this journey.
I put down the heavy bags I had been carrying.
Huh. Look at that.
Thank you for helping me pay attention
To stop running like I was racing
To stop pushing the boulder up the hill
To stop wrestling by the river
and instead
to stretch
to release
to sit by that flowing water and let it heal me.
In this busy season, find me
breathe life into me
help me to see the back roads not as a burden but as beautiful.
