Beak Full
“Will you be building in the burning bush again this year?”
With a generous collection of spent leaves and wood chips, and without arms to carry them, the bird answered with action instead of chirps. She flew off heading north.
Recently a friend shared, “I try to pay attention to what I am paying attention to.”
I like to hang onto such wee-sized wisdoms.
I filed this one between
follow the energy
and
lead yourself first.
