In preparing for the onslaught of today, I opened up my computer and found this picture on my camera card from a few days ago. While walking to a window then, I had noticed this dove, holding as still as possible, soaking in every inch of the warm sunbeams blanketing the ground.
And I sighed.
No literally, I stood there at the window and just sighed. Immediate relaxation and quiet came over me and I took in the sight of this small creature just being….still.
See, this is why I created this blog in the first place. The occasional glance to the feeders or seeing birds and nature flitting about in the yard reminds of me pretty important stuff every once in a while.
Take yesterday for example. Yesterday was one of those days where stuff hit the fan at work. You don’t even try to take the opportunity to address the mis-steps. Nope. Doesn’t even register. You’re in full-on DEFCON 1 all day long, friend. You’re only potential victory is towing that boat back to the dock at the end of the day in whatever smoldering, crumpled heap it may be left in.
Yep, yesterday was one of those career-considering days we all have every so often.
Once I knew all were out of the woods though, I just slumped in my chair and became still. Sure, it was partly my adrenal glands likely shriveling into prunes and shutting down after the hours-long panic-driven rush. But I was grateful nonetheless to pull up the do-no-disturb status on my computer, hold my calls and just sit quietly for a moment to collect myself again. I recognized and needed the time to be still.
Don’t we all cherish and hold tightly to those moments when our only weapon against the world sometimes is to just step away and find our own mossy patch in the sun and take that one quiet minute? There’s power and necessity in these moments and sometimes it takes a little dove in the woods to remind me.