Playing in the Dirt to Find Life

On our vacation, my mom, daughter and I had a girl’s day exploring Traverse City and Leland.  As my daughter was waiting for us as we shopped, she found something beautiful.

The crunching noise under her feet, drew her attention.  The little rocks and dirt that formed the walkway in Fishtown was among the most exciting things she had found all day!  Their texture, sound and how so many fit into her tiny hand, made her smile and laugh and show her discovery to everyone nearby.

Soon, her feet, hands, and even face were tinged by a heavy coating of gray dust.

Out came the wipes from my purse and off came the remnants of dirty play.

From this moment of freedom, freedom to explore the beauty in the literal dirt, I now look at the picture I could not help but snap.  Here was my baby girl, enjoying life.  She so easily could embrace the moment, embrace what was there, embrace being.

I now sit in our livingroom, filled with the chaos of play, a kitchen covered with the process and smells of making pickles, and many mental lists of work and home and everything else.

In the midst of this dirt (some of it literally in that I really need to find a floor to vacuum) I am reminded by that moment she embraced, that we are so blessed.

Blessed to be able to explore, love, laugh, get dirty, and breathe.

Lord, thank you for all the baby wipes that I go through as the remains of play, meals, and art are a blessings to just be able to do.  Amen.

About SFriant

I live to walk with others on their journeys - because everyone needs to know that they are loved, that they matter, and that they are doing amazing things. I'm a lot like our two kids: obsessed with learning, and constantly creating.
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