In the Golden Afternoon

In the afternoon when the sun glows so warm and golden dont just glance at it through the window. Go out, find a spot on the lawn, and lay in it. just feel the warmpth, smell that sunwarmed grass smell. Just be quiet, and peacefull. Block off the taskmaster in your mind, forget about all the things you could be doing, and right there in that moment be nothing but a collector of sunbeams. Let it slowly sink all the way into your bones and melt your muscles and fill you with warmpth and comfort and peace. Watch the play of leaf-shaddows, wait to seel little bugs winde their way through the grass, feel the texture of a grassblade, blow the fluff off a dandilion. Try to pull up a blade of grass without breaking it so you hear the squeak and can find the soft shiney parts hidden down in the stalk or the new little budding leaves. Coax a bug onto your finger and feel the tickliness of it's little feet on your hand. Just sit and be part of the lawn for a while. Let yourself rest and become aware of all the little things there around you, like visiting a whole different world.