Turtle Pillows in Beirut…

Since I try to swim with turtles every day, I was drawn to these turtle pillows today while shopping at Barjis in Beirut. I felt like I had to take one home–to remind me to become more like a turtle myself…

…She can’t see
herself apart from the rest of the world
or the world from what she must do
every spring.
Crawling up the high hill,
luminous under the sand that has packed against her skin,
she doesn’t dream
she knows
she is a part of the pond she lives in,
the tall trees are her children,
the birds that swim above her
are tied to her by an unbreakable string.

— Mary Oliver, The Turtle