Winter Solstice

I made time amidst the rush today to take my little one down to the beach and just be. She filled a pail with sand while I collected bits of driftwood and broken shells. I wanted to make something to honor the solstice.

Tonight, when I was out rushing around again and then finally driving home, I caught myself not breathing–until I turned on the radio and started singing. And I realized, if you’re singing, you’re breathing. Like meditation without the effort.

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