Yesterday while Makenna was swinging she would lean her head back looking up at the sky through the leaves on the trees and say, "Wow, look!" She kept a huge smile on her face the entire time. She was pointing at birds in the tree, the cat on the wall, the airplane flying by... taking in the world around her minute by minute."In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you."
My neighbors heard her excitement and walked out to watch her as she discovered things around her that we forget to take notice of. My neighbors and I started reminiscing about how we loved swinging as a child. I use to live on my swing... looking up in the sky at the clouds during the day as I turned them into pieces of art in my mind... in the evening it would be the stars that I would stare as I counted them one by one reciting Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
What is about swinging that allows your mind to be free and escape all that consumes you. I find myself sitting on my porch swing several times through out the day as I enjoy the sunshine on my back and escape from my day for a moment.
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