This wise little bunny rabbit comes to visit
me each morning and night, hopping merrily along for hours, right behind my
house and along the stretch of my backyard. Lately, he's been gracing me
with his presence in the afternoons too. I’m especially appreciative of
this gesture given the “at home camp” I have become for my children this summer.
AKA: MOMMY CAMP. In the simplest of terms, I am responsible for one hundred
percent of their activity from 6:30 AM until 8:30 PM - every minute, all day, and
every day – until summer ends. I have to
be camp counselor, mommy, nurse, friend, play date, story time reader, personal
chef, arts and crafts teacher, swim instructor, sometimes a shark, an equestrian
ride, most of the time a cheetah, and… well, you get the picture. Endless bickering, social emotional
relationship managing, diffusing blood curdling tantrums (you name it) has left
me utterly spent, stressed out, and by three in the afternoon I have absolutely
nothing left. Can you imagine what type of random serendipitous act would
have to take place in order to change my thought process? Here I am drowning in this feeling of being
broken down, and then, all of a sudden, this cute little bunny tail makes its
way into my backyard.
His appearances are usually just after dawn, perfectly timed I think, in hopes to remind me to quiet my mind and savor the small glimpse of tranquility the earliest bit of morning can bring. His half drawn eyelids (while sitting peacefully in a spot of sun) tell me to stop and feel the breeze rustling through the trees. A twitch of his whiskers hints to me that I should smell the fragrance of the freshly cut grass or the nearby pine tree. By slightly raising his ears he beckons me to listen to the sparrows chirping blessing everyone with their morning song.
The sun is shining. Lie still. Be calm. Just BE.
This, I believe, is his message to me. This is what I have come to refer to as, “The Tao of Mr. Bunny”. Gently he whispers these revelations to me, of which I desperately need to absorb, despite how impossible it seems amongst the constant hectic energy that surrounds me literally every day. He’s just there exhibiting a cool, calm demeanor all the while completely aware of the calamity that is my children - who are just a stone’s throw away from his reach. He remains emotionally serene. Little bunny just eats his clover, minding his own space; meanwhile I sit back admiring his effortless Chi from afar. He seems to understand the unspoken laws of nature, and the striving for its intangible balance. In this sense, meaning when to sit and savor a moment and when to self preserve.
I look forward to his cathartic visits, and the subtle reminders he brings me with each one. Everything in life - no matter how small and insignificant, or big and important - has a purpose. We all have our paths to choose, and we will eventually choose, but it's important to remember every once in a while it’s so imperative to stop and sit in that sunny patch of grass for a while... off the beaten path, letting the sun warm our skin.
Life is short, soak it up… all of it.
Today is simply what I choose to make of it, which is basically my perception of my overall experiences. So for now, I'll just sit on my porch, breathing in the fragrant damp post-rain air, and counting my blessings… until 8:30 PM.
Thank you, Mr. Bunny.
His appearances are usually just after dawn, perfectly timed I think, in hopes to remind me to quiet my mind and savor the small glimpse of tranquility the earliest bit of morning can bring. His half drawn eyelids (while sitting peacefully in a spot of sun) tell me to stop and feel the breeze rustling through the trees. A twitch of his whiskers hints to me that I should smell the fragrance of the freshly cut grass or the nearby pine tree. By slightly raising his ears he beckons me to listen to the sparrows chirping blessing everyone with their morning song.
The sun is shining. Lie still. Be calm. Just BE.
This, I believe, is his message to me. This is what I have come to refer to as, “The Tao of Mr. Bunny”. Gently he whispers these revelations to me, of which I desperately need to absorb, despite how impossible it seems amongst the constant hectic energy that surrounds me literally every day. He’s just there exhibiting a cool, calm demeanor all the while completely aware of the calamity that is my children - who are just a stone’s throw away from his reach. He remains emotionally serene. Little bunny just eats his clover, minding his own space; meanwhile I sit back admiring his effortless Chi from afar. He seems to understand the unspoken laws of nature, and the striving for its intangible balance. In this sense, meaning when to sit and savor a moment and when to self preserve.
I look forward to his cathartic visits, and the subtle reminders he brings me with each one. Everything in life - no matter how small and insignificant, or big and important - has a purpose. We all have our paths to choose, and we will eventually choose, but it's important to remember every once in a while it’s so imperative to stop and sit in that sunny patch of grass for a while... off the beaten path, letting the sun warm our skin.
Life is short, soak it up… all of it.
Today is simply what I choose to make of it, which is basically my perception of my overall experiences. So for now, I'll just sit on my porch, breathing in the fragrant damp post-rain air, and counting my blessings… until 8:30 PM.
Thank you, Mr. Bunny.