Being mindful, attentive to what’s in front of my face, is key. Taking time. Not rushing through anything, unless it’s crossing the street quickly so as to not get hit.
Which reminds me. The other day, I noticed some beautiful patches of red clover on the street across from the grocery we go to. Stopped the van in the parking lot of the store, asked the kids to keep an eye on me, and walked across to pull some up. There was lots. Funny thing too. I was out there, maybe 2-3 minutes, no longer. A man about the age of my husband stopped his pick-up alongside of me (he was in the turn-lane so not right up against the side of the road, but still, he was staring), and rather than go on with his bad self, got an eyeful. Can’t folks mind their own business? I looked up, noticed he was just sitting there and went back to what I was doing. He was probably wondering what this crazy woman was up to pulling weeds alongside the railroad tracks, but I was just doing what I do.
Three minutes. It took that long for someone to get into my business. Isn’t that just weird? Okay, so maybe he thought I was awesome. Nah.
He drove off, I finished what I was doing and I’ll use the clover for tinctures.
As I said, being mindful is so important. This week is tincture-making week. It makes my heart sing, and my heart—it really needs to sing.