Today is the last day of the January small stone challenge.  I didn’t write one everyday, but most days.  I realized how easy it is to want to stop or give up when a day is missed.  Nevertheless, I learned it isn’t about missing days in a disciplined practice, it is about starting over again, fresh, new, with no judgments about what wasn’t done.  I liken it to the moment in meditation when you realize your mind has gone astray from your purpose and you get to celebrate the fact that you noticed this and bring it on back to the present moment.


Pale gray patches of sky; the brown willow sashaying in the breeze; one nimble squirrel, free and fearless, jumping from tree to tree.

Thanks for reading this month!