We all have one…a past. Some parts we relish, other parts we’d prefer to forget. All part of the human experience. I was thinking about that as I watched this house finch search for his breakfast.
I suspect that in his days, he doesn’t dwell on his history. No feelings of shame or regret. No endless loop of second guessing or recriminations for him. When you live moment by moment, there’s no space for the past.
And I aspire to that.
As the little bird flew off, I smiled, grateful for the inspiration….
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