Some days do you get the feeling that it’s time to mix things up? Make a new cake? Challenge the status quo?
Today was one of those days.
I took my sturdiest, shiniest tool to the shore.
I started at the south cove where the wind wasn’t so strong, thinking I’d have the best chance to stir something up without tipping over.
I gave it a go. I watched the fisherman casting his line, as if that might inform the sweep of my arm.
It didn’t have quite the right energy. I wanted more of a ripple.
I sat down, perplexed, and pulled some seaweed out of the blades.
This was going to take more courage, and the right kind of wind.
So I tromped ‘round the bend and a gust of promise said Yes!
I dug in my heels and set the wheel to be ready.
And I waited for just the right moment.
It’s hard to stir up an ocean, but if you start at just the right moment, you have a good chance. It’s that pause between breaths . . . as if high tide needs to sneeze.
A bird friend give me a nod, without making me feel he was watching or judging.
He just showed me how he likes to fly, using the wind as a tool.
Encouraged, I mixed.
And I mixed. And I mixed.
I don’t know if the ocean noticed my efforts. But something shifted inside me.
Yet peaceful. Satisfaction.
Because I took action.
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It’s good to hear from you again! I would like to see Emotikin take that mixer to use on a clump of autumn leaves, to make a whirl!
Hi Wedgwood! That’s a good idea. I’ll see what I can do! I have been thinking about what to do with those autumn leaves under the apple tree!!