On One Thing

On a day when everything is chaotic and noisy and unclear. On a day that feels as if none of 'it' will ever get itself done. On a day when the beauty that surrounds..is nowhere to be found.


I stop. I remind myself to focus. On one thing. On one weed that's growing in my garden. On one breath..and then another.

Somewhere inside..I find it. My center. My core. Where it all begins.

The ugly weed is suddenly looking - to me - beautiful. Its simple everyday ordinariness...actually quite extraordinary. It's all there. In the moment. On this day.

Simply breathe. Begin within.