When we remain mindful to the world and others, we stumble upon people and things to love. Once we find it, we carry it carefully as a bright cup of water and a loaf of bread.
Moya Cannon suggested that being mindful keeps us open to what might be overlooked. We find the extraordinary in the ordinary, the unexpected places and times. We learn to become mindful and attentive over time, knowing we cannot always be mindful.
The commonplace waits for us to notice its extraordinary beauty and sensuousness. We find it in the sweet taste of the water and the inviting smell of freshly baked bread. Those seemingly ordinary people and things become the purse of gold.
Some of what we love
we stumble upon —
a purse of gold thrown on the road,
a poem, a friend, a great song.
And more
discloses itself to us —
a well among green hazels,
a nut thicket —
when we are worn out searching
for something quite different.
And more
comes to us, carried
as carefully
as a bright cup of water,
as new bread.
Teacher as Transformer 