The lawn needed mowing.
You didn't mind — not on a Saturday afternoon with the ballgame playing low from the porch radio.
The announcer’s voice floated across the grass.
Strike one. Ball two.
You pushed the mower across long rows of green, the smell of cut grass and gasoline mixing with the slow rhythm of innings passing.
You weren’t thinking about anything in particular.
Just the sound, the hum, the slow forward motion.
The game was there — not commanding your attention, but being with you.
Shinto
The sacred doesn’t always announce itself.
Sometimes it hums quietly behind you as you move through ordinary tasks.
The act of mowing, the background music of baseball, the feel of the sun on your shoulders — all part of the spirit of living well.
Daily Takeaway
Work with your hands today.
Let simple joy walk beside you as you move.
Journal Prompt
Where in your life can you better notice the quiet joys accompanying your work?
What "background music" in your day deserves more attention?
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