The Feel Good Idea Of The Day: Perch
Perching. Pausing. The world moves around me. Winds. The way which the melt of snow comes barreling down, igniting rivers-nestled within walls of ditches. Carrying on. A Hawk perches. Sits for a moment, or a half-hour. Watching and waiting. A perch is a wise place to be. A perch is a place where one can concentrate and see the horizon, and the action below. Perching is renewal, a dip in the waters of stillness. I have come to see that perching and pausing are genius measures--if only I can just let myself be.