SleepyOwl
Sand and rocks.1. -- Continuum.
I keep a twelve-inch diameter clay saucer filled with sand and small rocks and use a tiny wooden rake to create patterns in the sand. It kind of works like a mini zen garden. And it is easy to become totally absorbed in that moment of "realigning" the grains of sand -- and it is somewhat meditative for me to do so. Running a finger through the sand to form patterns, as I did in this photo, elevated the experience to a delightful tactile one.
It is difficult for me to wrap my mind around the depth of time that it took to form our sand beaches. And, then, when I do allow myself to start to think about this process, the ego-mind jumps in and says, hey, what about me. Where do I fit into this grand continuum. Are we more than tiny specks of sand in this ever-evolving astonishing creation. Maybe not, but what a wonderous and unique crystallization each one of us represents.
Sand and rocks.1. -- Continuum.
I keep a twelve-inch diameter clay saucer filled with sand and small rocks and use a tiny wooden rake to create patterns in the sand. It kind of works like a mini zen garden. And it is easy to become totally absorbed in that moment of "realigning" the grains of sand -- and it is somewhat meditative for me to do so. Running a finger through the sand to form patterns, as I did in this photo, elevated the experience to a delightful tactile one.
It is difficult for me to wrap my mind around the depth of time that it took to form our sand beaches. And, then, when I do allow myself to start to think about this process, the ego-mind jumps in and says, hey, what about me. Where do I fit into this grand continuum. Are we more than tiny specks of sand in this ever-evolving astonishing creation. Maybe not, but what a wonderous and unique crystallization each one of us represents.