This morning on my bike ride through the Hanna Park trails this tree had an appeal. It had grown at a slant. I came to a body of water.
Bending down, I positioned my hand to feel.
When I have down time between design projects I go into nature.
At first, the mind resists very much like when I sit to meditate; it offers up many reasons I could be elsewhere. But to persist is to find a new way of sitting still with what is: what is the sound of the wind, or the back and forth of bird call? Silly, or just the sound of breathing in and breathing out.