Early this morning
the Cat circled the room twice before settling down on our bed for a
nap. The Dog turned on her cushion several time before finding the
perfect orientation to lay down and go back to sleep. Even in the
squareness of the cabin, they find circles. They reminded me that
circles are everywhere. In the cycles of the seasons, the seasons of
life, the orbits of the planets, circles dominate our existence and
remind me that everything is connected.
In the June Scientific
American magazine I read that “the unit of life may not be an
individual, but a network.” I am grateful for the privilege of
being a part of everything including the Cat's circle and the Dog's
cushion.
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