By the way, my uber-talented daughter created this fox...isn't she amazing?? You can reach her work: http://thill03.wix.com/taelorhill
What could possibly be a better vision, as the sun rises ever-so-gently, than a brilliant Red Fox scrambling up the snow bank on the other side of the country road?
Consider the fact that I could easily have missed him (assumption because of it’s size and color.)
I was rolling around in bed just moments beforehand, whining in my head about not wanting to get up NOW.
One of the dogs was outside, sniffing around. I coulda kept my eye on him instead of looking up, absorbing the flash of orange-red.
I might’ve jumped on the laptop sooner.
Parked my sleepy body in front of the coffeemaker and missed the opportunity.
But I didn’t.
He was there, causing me to revel in the miracle and joy of nature.
I’m stomping bullshit today.
It isn’t worth getting crabby over. Not one second of time should be spent generating for someone else’s dream. Or squelching mine.
Threw away all of the greeting cards I’d written for the week. They were generated for a recent widow, who tells a friend (who shares with me) “This is weird, why is she sending me cards every day, sharing inspiration, and honoring me?” I toss them in the recycling bin. Know that someone (else) will appreciate my words, intention, loving, and benevolence. Obviously, she doesn’t. Why waste my time and bountiful energy on her?
How I choose to live my Life is utterly up to me.
And today, I choose to witness a Red Fox, in all his glory.
And accept the outcome of my actions.
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