Beautiful things too can become overwhelming if we don't make space for quiet and for the natural world to replenish us. Such an honest, heartfelt piece, Jenine! 💜
I can remember a time just as my children started being slightly independent and i rushed into so many things and hardly had time to think - I loved what you said about 'today will never come again' - the older i get, the more i pay attention to this!
The American morphic field = Do, do, do--busy, busy, busy. A productive person is always busy with errands, a to-do list, and of course, the endless string of activities that merit our worth of existence. We weren't taught a life essential Jeni--balance.
I had to learn that in foreign countries where rest and play were encouraged as a part of life.
I have little measures in place to safeguard simply Being. The hummingbirds are my greatest joy and they whir into the meadow knowing there's always nectar waiting for them. They've become my winged family. I sit on the deck and laugh at their antics. They come so close, they lift my hair. Nothing gets in the way of my daily devotion to these tiny hits of magic. Errands be damned! I'm glad you're slowing down to smell the roses. I just heard your mom clapping from Afterlife! 😁🌹🧚🏼♀️🫶
Beautiful things too can become overwhelming if we don't make space for quiet and for the natural world to replenish us. Such an honest, heartfelt piece, Jenine! 💜
I can remember a time just as my children started being slightly independent and i rushed into so many things and hardly had time to think - I loved what you said about 'today will never come again' - the older i get, the more i pay attention to this!
The American morphic field = Do, do, do--busy, busy, busy. A productive person is always busy with errands, a to-do list, and of course, the endless string of activities that merit our worth of existence. We weren't taught a life essential Jeni--balance.
I had to learn that in foreign countries where rest and play were encouraged as a part of life.
I have little measures in place to safeguard simply Being. The hummingbirds are my greatest joy and they whir into the meadow knowing there's always nectar waiting for them. They've become my winged family. I sit on the deck and laugh at their antics. They come so close, they lift my hair. Nothing gets in the way of my daily devotion to these tiny hits of magic. Errands be damned! I'm glad you're slowing down to smell the roses. I just heard your mom clapping from Afterlife! 😁🌹🧚🏼♀️🫶