This morning a hawk was circling about the hill in front of the office window.  For about five minutes, it flapped and sailed around.  It hugged the side of the hill reaching out its wings as if the feathers were a paintbrush coloring the green and white bushes beneath it.  I don't know what it was looking for or what was keeping its attention, but I enjoyed the aerial show.  

The hawk seemed to be on a mission that was unhurried and stress free.  At times, she would let the wind currents simply lift her up and she would rise higher into the air, seemingly with no intended destination.  Today, I have set for myself the goal to be like the hawk --- to simply let the current pick me up and see where it takes me, keeping my arms outstretched and not being overly concerned with the destination.  The thought of it makes me smile.