The woods around us are teeming with black flies. During the muggy summer days those flies are doing what? Flying.
This morning on my walk the flies were so thick I thought I might breathe one in. I felt annoyance build up as I tried to swat them away. Then I looked beyond the buzzing in my face and kinda snickered.
Here I thought they were annoying me when they live in the woods. The flies were doing what they do all day long. I was only going for one walk early in the morning. I was the annoyance in their path.
Could you imagine going about your business and bumping into a great big hot sweaty thing?
The new perspective didn’t resolve the issue but it did allow my mind to move in a different direction other than annoyance embedding itself and wanting to kill all flies. This is a dead end road and though the mind might look busy, death is mindless.
Sure enough, I was able to think differently. I considered a report I needed to write up and I was home before I knew it.
A Mind moving toward life…now that’s a buzz worth responding to.