This morning as I walked with three of my little friends from our daycare, we stopped to watch two robins frolic. We oohed and ahhed over a mother woodchuck with her baby. We took turns taking decadent whiffs of wild rose bushes. We stopped to watch an ant carrying a dead bug. We caught and stomped on eachother's shadows. Finally, we found some green "whirligigs" or maple tree seeds. I watched the kids disolve into giddiness as I peeled the seed and stuck it to my nose. They giggled some more as I peeled and stuck one on each of their noses. As we laughed our way home, waiting to see whose seed would stay on their nose the longest, I was filled with a sense of understanding. Although they require our guidance and nurture, children come into this world having mastered the art of self care. They have a natural ability to take pleasure in a moment of beauty or sheer goofiness without concern over what is next.
I've started a mental list of all the little seeds that keep me nourished. They aren't the "big" things, yet they are. They are the seedlings and the fragrant blooms that grow from lovingly tended mindfulness and gratitude. They are the smiles, the giggles, the embraces, the pure wonder of this world that pulses around us. What little seeds have you planted today?