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Gathering

This morning I stopped by the office on my way to a Community Group for Dads. It was cold today. Last night it was below freezing and when I left the house it was lightly snowing! I know Spring is supposed to be here but I wish it would step up and exert itself! Anyhow, when I arrived at the office there was the familiar hum of a leaf blower. Even though its cold the grass is still growing and the flowers are still blooming. I parked the truck and as walked to the office door I noticed what the maintenance man was doing. There are trees planted near the building that houses a suite of offices. Because of the wind and cold, the petals were scattered over the parking lot and in front of the office doors. Opening ours I saw them tumble into the foyer. The man operating the blower was trying to collect them into a corner and then sweep them into a trashcan. Expertly he gathered them setting the blower on high when moving them from a big space and then on low to push them into the area they needed to go.

Exiting the office, I reflected on the petals. They reminded me of the many thoughts which swirled in my head. Its Monday and my mind was filled with a list of; “to-dos, schedules, phone calls, meetings, reports, and a host of other things” which have already filled my week. My thoughts, like the petals, were scattered and needed to be gathered and sorted. I will follow the discipline of my leaf blower friend and willfully, but gently, take control where once there had been chaos by paradoxically, stilling my mind and spirit.

blessings,
@BrianLoging (Twitter)
thewannabesaint.com

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Steady as You Go

Belle and Trooper 9-25-2005 - 5

Our old Golden Retreiever, Belle, isn’t as young as she used to be. The picture above is from several years ago. Now, she’s nearly blind in both eyes, can’t hear, has more white on her face than gold and isn’t very steady on her feet.

This morning we went outside for an opportunity to do some “business” and she became distracted by treats she’s been finding on the ground since last weekend when the people from the church beside us had a cookout. The area the dogs visit in the morning is a shared space with the church and the attendees dropped goodies which Belle has been finding most of the week. As she sniffed around for another stale morsel her feet became tangled and she almost fell face first onto the ground. I rolled my eyes, smiled and told her; “Focus! You’re out here for one thing and you’re getting distracted by another. You can’t go in two directions without falling.

As she ignored me and continued hunting for that last elusive goodie, I reflected on the truth of how easily we “lose our feet” because we’re not focused on what’s important and instead spend our lives searching for stale, spoiled, soiled things which will never satisfy.

blessings,
@BrianLoging (Twitter)
http://www.thewannabesaint.com

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