Monday Moment of Zen

I have been feeling the strain and stress of a month-long job I've taken on. I'm a natural worrier and have a pretty deep-seated fear of failure and the unknown. This morning while attempting my daily run, I found this hanging outside someone's house.

The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

— Wendell Berry

I will not tax my life with forethought of grief. I'm led to a place of rest beside still water.

Just for the fun of it:

I found this video last night.

That was about a year and a half ago while we were visiting/working in Los Angeles for a spell. Now look where our pepper-shaking friend Kelly is:

Any big-time producers out there needing to cast a hilarious woman in any upcoming projects? Pick our friend Kelly. You won't regret it.

Have a great Monday. The old grindstone is calling.