Windy Walk
Down by the river,
I was blessed to see two hawks
Soaring on the winds.

Down by the river,
I was blessed to see two hawks
Soaring on the winds.

Harry’s walking stick–outsized, but still not tall enough to create canopy.
I was having an anxiety provoking type of morning. When I walked out to address one of the things that needed to be addressed, the trees reminded me to pay attention to beauty, while I was doing what needs to be done.
Sometimes it is hard to tell whether our actions are making a difference. Yoga would have us do it for the sake of the action, not the result. Today I ordered my first batch of postcards to reach out to voters in swing states: https://www.turnoutpac.org/postcards-faq/ in addition to giving additional contributions to my regular monthly…