Side by…

For more than two decades I have welcomed many weekend mornings in a space that has remembered me. I take a seat on the bench hoping to gracefully blend in with nature has already started. The birds come in shifts– bluebirds, morning doves… Woodpeckers peck metal and it rattles like a jackhammer. A hawk visits occasionally, when the crows are not nagging. A mockingbird sings the songs of others and keeps his distance as long as I do the same.

It’s quiet. Get there early enough and nature is the only sound.

The Bench in morning light

On that bench, many conversations have transpired. It’s sturdy and holds the weight of the subject. When you make these meaningful connections enough, the space remembers and seems to embrace. Young boys trying to figure out life. Fathers and sons in the ritual of movement and stillness. Old men talking about cancer. Side by side. Nature holds the gaze.

Truth is you never know what spaces become sacred. But, when they do you know. And you realize that its form, regardless of its original function, becomes a part of the story, known by the sigh of…

“The bench.”

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About Dr. John Panepinto

Direction. Execution. Evolution. Each day can be an expression of living with purpose and focusing on what matters most. My sites share this theme of vision, living in our most important roles and responsibilities from imagination and creativity in a simple, practical way. I am committed to educating and serving, founded in principles of development, that people can use and practice in their every day lives.