Noticing as enough

in the magic of a forest

a perfect hole

Noticing is an endless gift. Mostly, I delight to notice and I find gentle stretch in allowing myself to notice in new ways. But sometimes the “let noticing be enough” piece is tricky for me.

I have been going through a period with quite a LOT to notice. And I’m not talking about buttons, small garden insects, or shifts of morning light. I’…