“There are times when we stop, we sit still. We listen and breezes from a whole other world begin to whisper.”

James Carroll

I am at times astounded, as I travel and hike through Newfoundland, at the benches, seats and picnic tables I find, often in the most unexpected of places. They seem to have this knack for knowing exactly where to place them, the importance of just taking in a view, that rest is a priority, and that constant movement is not always right for us. Sure, they are there – to take in a sea view, a waterfall, the majestic Tablelands, or after a long climb on a walking trail. But sometimes they are brightly coloured just to cheer our hearts, or “happened upon” in the grips of overgrowth, and conjure up a forgotten past, which we have been allowed into, if just for a moment – the seats of serendipity.

“Sometimes sitting still is the best move you can make.”