When Simple Things Speak
It has always been this way for me. The simplest things speak. Last night, tidying up the living room, I saw this Off button my littlest daughter made, for one of her animation projects.
Standing by the coffee table, I stopped moving and stared. Struck, yes, that's how I felt. You'd think I had been visited by an angel.
But I was not afraid.
Just very still.
And the simple red Off button has been speaking to me ever since.