I picked a dandelion seed head and sat it on my desk during college today.
Over the course of the day the dandelion gradually disintegrated. The bare stem stood there naked and forlorn. At least my first thought was sadness that it disintegrated. Upon introspection, I watched the little seed head’s soft umbrels float away. Freedom. And then I realized it was beautiful.
SoI took time to pause for peace, in my art journal. Introspection: looking forward to the future, contemplating the past and chewing over the journey where I am right now.