Let us consider being still. Extroidinarily still. Like a praying mantis. No movement. No busy mind. Just allowing yourself to engage in the deep melancholy of all the things happening in and around you.
I know we all have urgencies, duties, and obligations, but it is necessary to be calm.
To Recharge.
To be Still. Motionless. Quiet. Introspective. Bare.
Even the Hummingbird Rests. The bustling, wild, eccentric, energetic, lively, and tiring Hummingbird.
It only takes one moment to stop and sing to yourself,
"I am breathing in, I am breathing out. And this is all I really have to do."
(Now if only Salem could appreciate this.)
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