Sights & Smells

I just got back from delivering laundry to my daughter’s. I can see my neighbors are conjugated next door dancing in the aisles at church. (But who am I fooling, they’re Baptist.) It’s not too cool so I decided to sit outside for a few minutes while my Sunday load of clothes is washing. In the distance I can hear some birds chirping away, while a few dogs across the road are apparently gossiping about some cats or squirrels they saw.

I for one, am just sitting here absorbing the sights and smells of the day. Far too often it’s hard for us to just be quiet. For many we are not allowed to be quiet. Especially with the racket and noise thrown at us by those that don’t know how to be quiet. Right Beck? So we stress and we stress till the release valve just explodes, causing all kinds of destruction in it’s wake. If the last several years have taught me anything it’s that moments of clarity are required to lead a fruitful and productive life.

So often we spin around and around accomplishing nothing. Listening to the noise that surrounds us, absorbing the agenda of pain others inflect. Believe me, by turning off the channel you aren’t missing a damn thing. The 24-hour recycled news will make sure of that. So be kind to your heart and take a moment to just be. You’re not going to miss anything and nobody in general is really going to miss you.