Leaf Lesson

I swept leaves off my patio this morning. One small leaf refused to budge. I hit it harder with the broom bristles, willing it to fly free. It stayed. Again I swatted and again it stayed. I raised the broom for a third time and swatted so hard that I almost missed my target, barely grazing the top of the leaf. It zoomed into the air above me, clear of the patio. It reminded me of the scene in the movie “Ghost” where Sam is in the subway trying to move a can and another ghost comes and shows him he cannot do it with force. This leaf served as a reminder to me that sometimes movement takes place by barely grazing the top of something, then letting it flow and move and form. Perhaps just transferring it energy, so it moves in the way it chooses rather than the way I project it.