The Art of Standing Still

There is a trick to standing still. To waiting. There are times when we keep ourselves stuck, other times when life's circumstances have grounded us. We usually know the difference. :) I came across this whimsical poem that reminds us that when we look for it, we can see that even when standing still, there is movement:

It was the longest night in winter,

When I sent a question into space,

Asking how I'd ever change,

When I'm trapped in the same place.

And I heard the full moon giggle,

As she cloaked me in her light,

Along with the same swath of stars,

I looked at every night.

I blushed pink as the sunrise,

At the joke I didn't get,

Until the moon gave me her answer,

In the minutes before she set.

"You have much to learn on standing still,"

She told me with a smile,

"For since you first asked me that question,

You've moved five hundred thousand miles."

-e.h.

A little reminder that even when we feel stuck or hampered by something, we have the capacity for movement. Even the slightest movements can contribute to change. Photo by Sven Read on Unsplash