I’ve been playing a lot of word games lately, and weirdly related pairs keep popping into my head. Sometimes it’s sing-songy fun, like foxes and fixes, or bird and bard. Sometimes there is a little more oomph.
Taking and tending. Minding and mending.
Dear ones, in this curious time, our hearts and minds are trying to help us through. If a friend comes to us with a never-heard story, let’s listen. If we see a new plant in the woods, let’s look. If a new feeling is stirred up, let’s feel.
And if a word game gives us “mending,” let’s ask,
Where is the tear?
What can I mend?