I wonder about life as I sit here quietly
tapping away on my keyboard. Outside my
wind chimes make a beautiful tinkling sound in the sunny sea breeze of a
beautiful day. The things I have seen
have filled the pages of my life with so many things. There has been much comedy, love,
disappointment and tragedy. I’d say the
most important of all was the painful life lessons. It was those and the teachers who gave them
that I am most grateful for. I may not
have thought so at the time and I might have chosen to harden my heart and mind
against this world seeing only villains and victims within it. But something within me, so very deep within
me said, “stop, these are not the thoughts we wish to think and these are not
the perspectives we most wish to carry.”
I listened some how to that still small voice that must have been
shouting above the din of my ego’s poor me feelings.
I laugh gently at myself now for those glory days of tears
and anger, frustration and disappointment.
I don’t think I’d like to walk through them again and I don’t think I
care to venture into the future either.
I’m finding such peace in a simple moment that I care not to venture
outside of it. Breathing into the
amazing wonder of the moment at hand is such a precious gift. You don’t realize what a precious gift it is
until you are breathing it peacefully.
In those moments of ragged and fearful breath there isn’t much to appreciate. I’ve seen many such moments and I’ve felt the
clammy cold terror and panic of letting the mind get too far ahead of itself in
“what if.” There is no “what if” I have
learned and to consider otherwise is only borrowing trouble. Why do we always do that? Rhetorical question. These days I think I try not to let my thoughts get too far away
from me. I can let them stretch back in
a few moments only to go over what I think I have learned and realize I did get
the lesson and fully.
Lately I have given much thought to teachers and students
and how much we are all that in every moment of our lives. I smile now as I realize those teachers I
decided most to continue learning from and those who with gratitude I blessed
as they went on their merry and sometimes not so merry way. There are worlds from which we can gain so
much understanding if you’d get yourself outside the typical paradigm of language,
thinking and stretch, stretch, stretch into the beauty of the unknown within
this precious moment. We are here, there
and Elsewhere all the time I suppose.
What a treasure that thought is in a moment such as this!
The leaves have begun the process of rebirth from my
favorite tree and I can hear her song, Singing River. The wind rushing through the leaves always
soothes my soul like a lullaby. Precious
seconds have escaped in this moment and still here it is, right where I’ve left
it. Paradoxical or not time is sweeping
and changing, perceived only and still seemingly rearranging.
It’s a fascinating thought at least I think. I let my gaze drift from the screen to the sky. Soon those cerulean blue skies will turn
indigo and then black and the stars will be out in abundance and I will still
be in this moment. What a curious thing
this moment is. Our lives begin and end
in a moment. Yesterday was just a moment
ago. Tomorrow may be here in just a
moment. For now, I am still and
time? Who cares.? Life is too precious,
too beautiful and I love it. I’ll be
back, in a moment but don’t’ wait for me.
Go have fun exploring this dream.
Just do yourselves a favor and don’t take anything but love and
compassion seriously. Bless.
© 2015 Jaie Hart (photo/words)
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