That thought is a bubble, prismed and feather light, bobbing through air.
You might also think working with children is one of the easiest jobs in the world. You might be a little right, but you might also be a little wrong. The thing with kids is they’re people, too. They have good days and bad days and days when they feel left out or misunderstood. In many ways, consistency is their lifeline. When I inadvertently contribute to the dreaded inconsistency they experience, it’s deflating to say the least.
These thoughts are Japanese beetles clinging to screen behind my eyes; maybe harmful, maybe not, but putting me on edge all the same.
We all agree some interactions are difficult. Maybe it’s a conversation gone wrong or a careless phrase overheard. It could be a difference in perspective or culture. Difficulty can arise out of sleep deprivation or anxiety. For someone who values peace and unity, pointed words and misunderstandings are not easy hurdles.
These thoughts are an anvil, pressing through my brain to the soles of my feet.
Do you see the picture?
Thoughts for thinking and
thoughts for meditating and
some thoughts for dwelling.
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