Father’s Day Tribute To My Granpa

My Granpa used to spend hours every afternoon gazing over the water from his rocking chair.

Deeply admiring his wise, calming presence, I began trying to emulate him as a young boy.

I remember joining him on the porch one afternoon. After observing him for a few minutes, I asked, "Granpa, what are you doing?"

"I'm watching the water," he looked at me and replied with a gentle smile ☺.

After trying that for a little bit, I asked, "well, what are you thinking about 🤔?"

"I'm not really thinking about anything," his soft gaze resting on the horizon.

Then I tried my absolute hardest not to think about anything! "Well, how do you not think about anything!?"

"You see that bird over there," he pointed..."that wave glistening...I'm just watching 🧘🏻."

I've come to realize through my practice, my Granpa was my first mindfulness teacher. He's by my side in every moment, and when I'm present, I feel him with me 💫.

Happy Father's Day Granpa...thank you for giving me life 💙