In 10 minutes I can . . .

Banksy in America
An alleyway off the main street in Park City, Utah

. . . send a thought out into the hive mind via social media

. . . do a short yoga/exercise burst

. . . respond to an email thoughtfully

. . . add some flesh to an idea I’m working on

. . . connect with someone important in my life who I don’t see often

. . . take a short walk

. . . meditate

. . . send love

. . . find reasons to smile

. . . try to count the people I admire

. . . breathe deeply and fully, letting it all go for a few minutes

. . . engage a stranger

. . . bestow a small kindness

. . . read something meaningful

. . . snap a photo

. . . absorb my surroundings

. . . feel my place in the great nest of creation

. . . write down a dream

. . . text a note of appreciation

. . . record a random thought

. . . conjure up a family mini-adventure

. . . fall into a reverie

. . . envision a thriving world

. . . jot down one significant thing said to me recently that might otherwise get lost in the wash of time moving along briskly

. . . send a love note to my lover woman wife

So many possibilities when 10 minutes suddenly opens up in my day.