Motion. It never ceases to amaze me how much of it I can witness from my stationary spot on the couch. Or the bed. Or just about anywhere in my forever home. All-the-while, there I lay, peaceful and serene amidst the chaos. It’s been especially interesting since baby Carter came along five weeks ago. 
Instead of the activity happening exclusively at night (after my people returned from that place called work), it happens around the clock these days. Nothing much has changed for me in this respect – generally I still fulfill my role as the observer/protector/sleep champion of the family.
But today I noticed something in particular from my perch on the couch. Mom has discovered a method to the madness when it comes to calming dear baby Carter when he’s crying (a sound to which I have come quite accustomed). Movement. Any kind of movement. So she walks with him up and down the hallway, and bounces him on her lap, and rocks with him in the nursery. Anything to keep him moving.
In my lazy haze, I found this especially thought provoking in today’s glow of the afternoon sun. Sunshine seeped in through the blinds throughout the house, bringing with it a sense of warmth to soothe the soul in what promises to be a long winter ahead (we can thank Punxsutawney Phil for that). Mom was holding baby Carter close as she rocked in the rocking chair. That’s when I felt it. Peace. From the ground up, there was a sense of peace in the Schmidt home today.
And not just from the precious moments of love radiating brighter than the sun’s rays. It’s a funny thing, but I find there is peace in motion. It’s not always pretty. Sometimes it’s a complete mess. But motion, progress, and all it represents can bring with it the truest and most sincere sense of peace.
“A movement is only composed of people moving,” suggested American activist Gloria Steinem. “To feel its warmth and motion around us is the end as well as the means.” Motion. From the ground up, I felt its power today. And from its power I felt peace.
Wiley's Wisdom 
Oh movement can be calming and wonderful. We have a three-person swing seat on our deck and there is nothing nicer than taking a nap there in the afternoon sun. All you need is a pillow, a cool drink and you have bliss from the ground up 😉
I love that bliss from the ground up! It sounds so nice! The best part? It’s simple. Less is more.
Lots of love,
Wiles
Groundhog day was yesterday! I missed it in all the hulabalu over the Super Bowl! There’s another post for you, Wyles, in case you ever run out of inspiration. Which day, if any, would you like to repeat or not repeat over and over again? Grin. I love your peace to be found within motion. Very zen, Wyles! Love all the HuntModes!
P.S. – I enlarged your picture – holy cow, Wyles! Is that the path to your front door?!
Actually it was our driveway in a really big snow storm a in February 2011. I used it once in a really old post (one of my first) and thought it appropriate for using again because of the motion involved. There I go, trying to be artsy. 😉
I do like this idea, dear Huntie! I will add it to my running list for the “slow” days when my brain doesn’t move as fast as my heart. 😉
Babies love movement, I agree, soothing and calming. I saw this cartoon today and had to think of you straight away: It was from Off the leash, my other favourite dog apart from you: It says: This week I am going to be fabulous on Monday, fabulous on Tuesday, fabulous on Wednesday, fabulous on Thursday and brilliant on Friday – one doesn’ want to become predictable.
Wsihing you a fabulous day Wiles!
Goodness, friend! Such brilliant words from Off the Leash made you think of little ole me? I’m so flattered! I love the idea of these words too – can’t get too predictable. 🙂
Motion is fun, Wiles. I guess that’s why I love riding in the car. If I’m really tired on the way home from a car ride, I fall asleep in the back seat. If the movement stops at a light or a toll booth, I pop right up to see why my motion was interrupted.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
I’m impressed with your restraint, dear Cupcake! My people try all the time for me to fall asleep in the back seat. I push my way instead on to one of their laps in the front seat. I just can’t help myself. 🙂
Lots of love,
Wiles
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Progress is an amazing thing.