Ward Off

Washing the dishes today I remembered ward off and opened myself to what was before me. Each cup, plate, knife and fork even the old pizza tin black from many burnings got its due attention, and the indescribable texture of water became new again. I decided to work at keeping this attention for the rest of the day. Reviewing before bedtime it became clear just how much energy it takes to keep this open posture. Another good reason to keep up the practise.