Sweet Nothings

a spot of shade

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

In the constant feed of drama

And five-minute-news of all-that’s-wrong

And all that must be done

And all that cannot yet

Or won’t be,

Seek a spot of shade

And a penchant for deep breathing.

Nurture moments of quietude

Of birdsong

Children’s laughter

And the breeze whispering

Sweet nothings to your soul.

 

 

For The Daily Post

Because I understand me!

From Pintrest

From Pintrest

She heard noises coming from her daughter’s room. A heated conversation, animated chattering.

She listened at the door. Changed tone, one voice, empathetic discussion. She peeked–no toys involved, no dolls. Just her four year old sitting on the bed, talking earnestly.

“Who are you talking to?” she asked.

“Me.”

“How come you’re talking to yourself?”

A surprised look, a ‘duh’ voice: “But Mommy! Because I understand me!”