Of course as a parent there are so many things I need to teach my children...but sometimes a surprising thing happens and my children teach me something.
Yesterday was a beautiful spring day here, and we went out for a nature walk. We do this regularly as a part of our homeschooling, and my older two children bring along clip boards, and make drawings of things that interest them. This time, Jasper bent down to pick up a plump pine cone...
And started throwing it. Picking it up, and throwing it again. Picking it up...you get the idea. He must have thrown the pine cone for a good ten minutes.
(Can you see the airborne cone in the picture above, and its shadow on the grass?) I couldn't help but admire how easily he took joy and fun from such a simple activity as throwing a pine cone on the ground. I couldn't help but feel that he was on to something there. Why can't I live in the moment more often, forget about all the big stuff, and just take pleasure in the little things? Too often I am stressing out over all the things that need to be done, over the mess in the house, over all kinds of things...when there are probably lots of little, simple ways I could find joy and peace. Perhaps not by throwing a pine cone, but by sipping a tea and reading a few pages from a good book in the quiet of my room? Perhaps by watching the sun rise from my bedroom window? Or by listening to some beautiful music?