Simple Gifts
Some as simple as the blossom on a banana plant. I’d never noticed before that part of the blossom is shaped like a banana.
Some as simple as the blossom on a banana plant. I’d never noticed before that part of the blossom is shaped like a banana.
Today might be just the perfect time to slow down and listen—listen to whatever calls itself to your attention. Listen to what you feel.
I often use the image of bumper cars. Sometimes our movements—in our bodies and in our lives—feel like running into bumpers no matter which way way go.
I pulled out some wool fibers and started demonstrating how to make a felt ball. After a short while, almost everyone in the room was rolling a ball of wool between their two hands.
Frass flicking. It’s what some caterpillars do with their poop. Who knew?
Touch is about a particular sensation, but somehow it’s a bit richer when I think about listening with my hands.
We pay attention to the movements, but it’s not just about the movement. It’s also about the way we change, the new ways we see ourselves and what’s possible.
Today was one of those days for me. Lots of driving. Some really nice sessions with clients. Delightful time with two of my granddaughters, and even a bit of time with one of my grown kids.
They connected, chatted, and my friend listened between the lines. He noticed something odd in the conversation, got curious and stayed connected.
When it became obvious that it wasn’t so simple for us, she broke it down into simpler steps and quietly showed us how to proceed.
