Small Found Things
This morning, we were talking about anxiety.
Here are two questions that arose:
How can I support you?
Is there anything I’m doing that’s contributing to your anxiety that I could be more mindful about?
We stepped out of the house and I spotted this feather in the driveway. I picked it up carefully and brought it to my office.
A reminder to do one thing at a time. To let each small thing really count. And also, that we all get our feathers ruffled sometimes, and shed feathers and grow new ones, too.
Change is a constant.
Attention is love.