Sometimes I find BALANCE written (figuratively) on the living room ceiling...lying on my back on the rug in front of the woodstove...doing nothing for a few minutes. Then, when I see it up there, I close my eyes and roll over and talk to God a little - while the younger two come to climb all over me - and the older ones stop by to ask, "What's for lunch?"
Sometimes I find BALANCE written (figuratively) on the living room ceiling...lying on my back on the rug in front of the woodstove...doing nothing for a few minutes. Then, when I see it up there, I close my eyes and roll over and talk to God a little - while the younger two come to climb all over me - and the older ones stop by to ask, "What's for lunch?"
ReplyDeleteLooking for balance is an life-long adventure.