I had a lot to do today and was feeling overwhelmed. I wanted to spend time with my granddaughters, who live 20 minutes from me, do my workout and my meditation, write a blog post, deposit the bags of clothing that had been sitting in the front hall for a week, at Goodwill—all before going out to dinner with a friend. The more I rushed, the more overwhelmed I felt. I’ll never get all of this done became my mantra. I finally realized what I needed to do: Think Small. I need to stop whatever I was doing, go outside for a short walk, and find a tiny, beautiful thing. I did that, and about half a block from my house, I picked up the most beautiful dried berry, mottled in various shades or red, with a graceful arcing stem. The minute I notice the berry, I felt my body relax and my chest expand. The world is such a beautiful place, I whispered to myself. Then I went back to my house and completed by chores, the image of the dried red berry with the arcing stem in my mind.
4 thoughts on “Thinking Small”
Zing! (And thanks for making the font bigger — a small, yet so helpful comfort!)
Glad the post struck you as useful, Cookie. And that the small improvement in font size works for you!
Not only do I enjoy your writing, even abbreviated pieces that through their pithiness enpart the message you wish to convey, but
I always enjoy your photographs.
Thanks so much for the lovely compliment, Gregory. I know you have excellent taste so it means a lot to me.