I'm at a hotel for a meeting, standing in the foyer while making a phone call. I idly note a little black beetle cruising the tiles, harming nothing.
A woman hurries inside and her first step crushes the bug. She doesn't even notice.
I'm saddened by the sudden tragedy, however small.
How many times have I, in my hurry and busy-ness, stomped on something unheeded. Many more than I wish to know, I'm afraid.
If any of those were your feelings, dreams or passions, I hereby apologize and ask your forgiveness. I'm learning to be more mindful.
A woman hurries inside and her first step crushes the bug. She doesn't even notice.
I'm saddened by the sudden tragedy, however small.
How many times have I, in my hurry and busy-ness, stomped on something unheeded. Many more than I wish to know, I'm afraid.
If any of those were your feelings, dreams or passions, I hereby apologize and ask your forgiveness. I'm learning to be more mindful.
