Although I don’t think attending is a superpower, some days I wish it was. On those days, I think if one more person promises that he or she has the superpower to right all wrongs and save US from THEM, I daydream about sticking a pencil in my (or someone else’s) eye. On my better days, however, I choose to acknowledge that while I have no superpowers and am responsible TO the World – I’m not responsible FOR it. I’m responsible FOR my life and how I choose to live it.
To that end, I will attend to what and whom I can. And I’ll remember that I don’t have to attend every argument, drama or political whack-o-doodleness to which I’m invited. Each Sunday, I’ll share something here – an image, a poem, a song or maybe even a story that’s helped me attend to what I can that week.
This week was filled with proundly sacred opportunities to attend to my practice of storytelling and storylistening. One of the stories I heard, Injust have to share. You might have already heard this great story of attending to What’s Important, but in case not, ENJOY.
How/what/whom have you attended lately?