With so much discord and dismay taking place at the national level, we might be better advised to keep our eyes on some of the small, natural communities nearby. When I take walks, for instance, there is a riparian strip of shoreline near one of my favorite haunts. As I slowly saunter along its length, my eyes catch the glint of a tiny spring that supports the grasses and offers the birds a drink. It is surrounded by the broadening city sidewalks but is undisturbed in its quiet meanderings. So small we’d miss is if not for a sharp eye’d look, but it is one of nature’s miniscule treasures.
The things of our lives...
Something like this never fails to bring me back to what matters… home, loving care and the things of our lives that we can attend to. Big deals may be cooking in the halls of government, but we live in our communities where neighbors are but a few feet from our doorsteps, and it takes just a couple of bounds to be at the front door.
Soft memories...
Little things, little journeys hold soft memories and sometimes images that echo down the halls of our souls. They are not to be neglected or swept aside, for they often hold the matrix of what we know of ourselves.
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