Shadow Stop

Sitting on the ground in the shadow of a spruce trunk,  leaning against the strength, liking where I’ve landed, realizing how much I needed to slow down, take a break from the agenda, make a stop not on the schedule, hear a turkey gobble, and hope I get to see it, but when I do not, be okay, not moving, letting the motion of the planet itself be enough for me, for a while, and I can in fact see that motion, as I notice the shadow has shifted as I’ve been here sitting still, I shift just a bit to the right, with it, and the primary motion I feel now is emotion, feel like I want to cry, seems my mind is always on what I need to do next, so I’m thinking I need to make more stops, with intention.