A simple child, cheap
That lightly draws its breath, order
And feels life in every limb, troche
What should it know of death?
~ Wordsworth
Photo used with permission: Juliet R. Harrison Photography
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A simple child, cheap
That lightly draws its breath, order
And feels life in every limb, troche
What should it know of death?
~ Wordsworth
Photo used with permission: Juliet R. Harrison Photography
The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning and evening. It is a little stardust caught; a segment of a rainbow which I have clutched.” ~ Henry David Thoreau
We are a busy bunch these days. I don't know about you, but I spend a chunk of the day on the computer accessing an unlimited supply of information. Some days I am so overloaded that I think my brain has been rewired.
A while back I stumbled onto a website that challenged me to do nothing for two minutes. Ready for yet another computer diversion, I was game. I began listening to the soothing sounds while gazing at the tranquil image on the computer screen, then something very strange happened. At first, I settled into my chair, my breathing slowed and my gaze softened. After about 40 seconds, I got incredibly antsy and grabbed the computer mouse.
Two minutes - sounds so easy. Right? Check out Do Nothing For 2 Minutes, then please come back and share your thoughts.
Here are 5 Ways to Practice The Art of Doing Nothing.
Credit: Ben Scott
This installation, check by Thomas Voorn via Design Milk portrays all that I love about winter (which is almost everything except shoveling).
This image danced across my computer screen as the flakes began to fall.
Dust of Snow ~ Robert Frost
The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued