Do you ever wonder how our mind games shut us off from others and take us away from what right lies directly in front of us? I read in a book at work yesterday "As long as I am thinking, I am not fully present." It also said this about the danger of impatience: "It makes no sense to hurry up — and so mess up — what I am doing now in order to get started on what I plan to do next." And not to make comparisons: "There are no 'best ways.' There are only alternatives."
And just to keep us alert, a few fast balls: "What would I discover about the cottonwoods if when I walked to the mailbox I listened to them instead of looked at them? What would I find out about the rain if I didn't run inside? And is it possible that a sunrise would refresh me more than sleep?" The last one is right in sync with many practitioners of prayer who rise at dawn and are energized by their devotions. Sometimes an eagle eye captures something precious: "There were seventy-five people in the lobby and only a seven-year-old girl was finding out what it felt like to sit on the marble floor." That's the spiritual practice of wonder — ever and always refreshing.
Photos at the park today before Max's first Eagles practice tonight.
