Dog barks in distance

Low August sun warms shoulders

Pull rock from my shoe.

Art Prescription:  How long have I walked with that rock in my shoe? Feeling one-sided, out of balance, slightly annoyed. I heard the constant click as my foot hit the path, but didn’t really stop to see what was there. Like most of life, we have to make a conscious decision to pay attention.

Ah, the decision cascade: If this, then that, and what if? And we limp along.

What if it was really as simple as taking the rock from your shoe and moving on one step at a time!!

ps. the rock will be fine, rocks have their place, that’s how they became rocks…you my friend have become water, dynamic and flowing!