there are pockets of poetry in every moment if you attune your attention to them.

I wonder, if I keep track of these pockets of poetry, what they will tell me over time? I wonder if the similarity of these moments is some sort of clue. A clue to what mystery, I’m not entirely sure. One thing I have learned about myself in the few days since I started thinking about this is how immediately children bring me to the present moment.... See more

you’re using a lot of energy to go in the wrong direction!