student, teacher, student
A four-leaf clover. In my front yard.
On this day. A day of no work. A day of rest. The start of a sabbatical, of sorts.
A day of sitting longer at the table after lunch and talking about everything and nothing.
Listening to the midday downpour through the screen door.
A day made for a nap.
A day of walking.
A day of yoga. And red wine. But not at the same time!
I have no need for luck, though.
Gratitude about how much I have is as close as my next breath.
Funny thing about this ‘find’ is that even on a blissful day such as this, I didn’t even notice the clover and even resisted being ‘dragged’ outside (I may be exaggerating but it’s my post and my prerogative) to be shown it.
So, on day #1 of Danette’s Summer of Being a Student Again, I’ve already learned that everything and everyone can be a teacher for me.
I may learn from a yoga teacher, a four-leaf clover, rest from work or my own resistance to small miracles.
Here’s to the teacher in all of us.
Be open. Be ready. Be a student.