As we cower damply at the crossing, the whole road turns to dark liquid flowing towards us - fallen rain racing over blocked drains and overflowing gutters.
Today's small stone.
This first week back at work after the long Christmas holiday has been pretty relentless and tiring. Several times I've had the thought that I absolutely don't have the time or mental space or energy to stop and notice something outside my driven daily preoccupations, to compose even this tiny 'small stone' of words. But I keep finding that it doesn't eat up time or mental space; on the contrary, time stops and new space is created. If you have felt the same reservations, it's not too late to join the International Small Stones Writing Month.
3 comments:
so glad. often my experience too...
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Jean, what you say perfectly describes my experience, too. Finding time to post my "stone" online is sometimes a challenge...but the noticing takes no time or effort at all, and it always opens into more noticing.
I'm discovering that it's not so much finding the time to "stop and notice"; it's finding the awareness that allows you to "deepen" the still-rushing experience.
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