Like a Rock

It occurred to me while I was meditating on the beauty of this small rock in Wellington creek that people could adapt the ability to let life flow around them, much like the water swirling about the rocks and branches in the water, offering little to no resistance.  In the process you would become polished like a gem as you tumbled about the creek bed of life, settling easy into new places amongst new neighbors.  Such are the things that I often think of while I work and play!




                      


Comments

Hanny said…
I like to think of myself as that rock. That's even from where I took the name of my blog. Great painting!