Honey Drop 24: The Scatter and the Still

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“Whether a tree falls to the south or to the north, in the place where it falls, there it will lie… Sow your seed in the morning and do not be idle in the evening, for you do not know…” Ecclesiastes 11:3–6 

The scene

A leader resigns quietly after years of service. No scandal, no ceremony. Just a final meeting, a closed laptop, and a walk into the woods. Months later, young artists gather in that forest, sketching beside the fallen tree where he used to pray.

The comfort – the tension

You do not know which sowing will succeed. You do not choose the direction of your fall. But the place you land—once still, once broken—can become a shelter. The fallen tree is no longer climbing, but it is hosting. Moss, nests, shade, memory.

The drop

Fall well. Lie long. Let your resting place become a frame for new life. 
Scatter in the morning. Scatter in the evening. Let futility be the frame, not the verdict.