Go Be

In the spirit of "just writing something" I'm, well... writing something.

After school this morning, I sent the girls outside to play. Because, you know, I'm a Charlotte Mason super mom, and we're going to count it as Nature Study. In my defense, one girl did take her new color the birds by number coloring book and colored pencils with her...

My twelve year old, in all her twelve-year-old-ness came back in a few minutes later. I promptly kicked her back out, saying "Go outside and play! We only have an hour until we have to leave for band." To which, she promptly replied, "There's nothing to play out there." My response - quite profound, I think - was "Well go outside and BE."

How often do I find myself in life standing around not doing much of anything because there's nothing fascinating to do? How often do I stand so paralyzed by a myriad of too many choices of what to do that I don't ever actually get around to doing anything?

Maybe the answer is to just get out there and BE. Then maybe the what to do will become apparent.

There's plenty of doing going on out there now. An impromptu popcorn picnic, some gardening, some scouring of bird identification books. It all came out of first BEing out there.