Mindfulness in everyday life.
After the drama and trauma of yesterday, it’s natural to cast about for distractions (this is painful!), information (who’s to blame?), and justice. I check the news, look at social-media messages from respected people, and scan email for nuggets of good. Yet here I am still in confusion, pain, and disbelief.
Our trees are bare. Strong winds roar through naked branches. I appreciate trees in all seasons. During winter, they teach me about vulnerability, resilience, and courage. There’s no place to hide (no protective leaves), just bare branches. During this pandemic (and its inexpressible stresses), we’re all raw, vulnerable, and bare. Still, we often protect our tender hearts.
