Today I will live like a mystic
I wake up today and my job-the most important item on my agenda is to notice.
Capturing images and words-picking them carefully like wildflowers for a bouquet.
Moving slowly through the world so I do not miss a thing.
With my eyes and my heart open wide-like a child on Christmas morning.
Today I will feel the grass between my toes, smell the warmth of pine trees in the morning sun. I will watch a butterfly land and hear the soft thumping of tufted titmouse wings as it flies to the tree to await its turn at the feeder.
I will roll around in the abundance of beauty-so that for days I will be picking pieces out of my hair.