It's gift giving time again...
The last couple months I've been working hard towards making the majority of my gifts this year. This past holiday weekend I spent the day in the wood shop with my Dad. In the moment of dancing around the belt sander in a dedicated effort to make serious progress, I was concentrating on not sanding my fingertips off, my Dad laughed at me. He had never seen someone dance around the belt sander as they worked. It was at that moment I brought myself back to the enjoyment of what I was doing and less concerned with sanding my fingers off...
I knew what I was doing. My shoulders relaxed and my task seemed to go much smoother because I was present in my gift making experience — thanks to the small chuckle of my Dad and my anxious feet.
I knew what I was doing. My shoulders relaxed and my task seemed to go much smoother because I was present in my gift making experience — thanks to the small chuckle of my Dad and my anxious feet.
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