In light of some sad news, I decided to spend the afternoon letting go of all the unfolded laundry, piles of dishes, career aspirations, opportunities for time to myself, phone calls and emails waiting to be returned. Instead, I walked in the perfect afternoon sun with my family, feeling the first bite of autumn across my cheek. I let Emerson loose on the town green, and watched as she delighted in running up the hill, and then down the hill. Over and over. Giggling and free. Holding my hand as we walked back across the field together.

Never had it felt so good to feel that little hand in mine, or to hear my child’s roars of happiness. It was a no frills moment I felt certain I would never forget.

I don’t have much of a point here. I suppose, really, my point is in the simplicity of my story. Sometimes, the meaning of life….the sacred….the whole point of everything….is most obvious and palpable when you do nothing. Because, nothing is everything, and you cannot see the everything when you’re distracted or busy.