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.