I walked down the lane to get the mail head down, lost in thought. My was filled with the chatter of things to do. I was startled out of my reverie by the sight of a large object taking to the air in a loud fluttering of wings.
A hawk had been resting on the wooden farm fence, looking for an afternoon snack. So close, and I had missed him. I kicked myself for not paying closer attention. The universe sternly rebuked me.
The hawk sat on a telephone wire and regarded me with a baleful eye.
Be mindful, slow down, pay attention it seemed to say. I gave gave the hawk a reverent nod as it soared off over the tree tops.
Be mindful, slow down and pay attention to the world.