Cool breeze invited in, darkness slowly turning to light, warm coffee in hand, Beethoven soothing the edges in the background and good morning star shine! It is so quiet in this moment. I just finished a little mindfulness meditation and that blanket of cool, calm presence is still with me. I appreciate deeply, moments such as these where I can truly step out of a stressful seeming life and embrace the calm stillness that can be found self-contained within my being. That’s a shock to me to think knowing the mountains of stress that I normally carry. But, I’m learning to set it down when I need to without running away in panic and fear.
My thoughts drift in and out of cohesiveness. A part reaches into the depths of all that is known and then unknown, another reaches into the past and yet another reaches into the future. All experience is contained here within me and all experience pulses seemingly outside as well. As above, so below, is it said in books from antiquity. What is within is also without as you gaze into the creative comparisons of celestial constellations and the human eye, the brain, our cells and more. Isn’t it curious how in that very moment you have a single desire to seek connections and then you find them everywhere? Is that desire seeking a new thought for something to grab hold of or is it merely a memory and a knowing of what truly already is?
The building blocks of light and life are so perfectly beautiful that it just doesn’t seem to matter. Within us there exists in any given moment a mass of violent destruction and also the moments of gentle renewal and beautiful creation. I look out into this world and I see the same. Dichotomy juxtaposed instantaneously with a thought, recognition of sorts at a level beyond my normal consciousness. I could while away the hours contemplating and deeply so but a little tug and the needy tendrils reaching into the ether come back, calm, peaceful ready and willing to be silently entertained as I watch the life teeming all around me. So, no thoughts are so craftily construct today with big questions and hinting at answers. I’ve said all that I needed to say for now and for a while I shall content myself with a tactile existence relishing the sensations of cool air, warm coffee and exhilarating notes tacked together so artfully. And breathe softly and deeply as the rays of our brilliant white-hot sun reach into and through a misty blanket of cooling low pressured clouds. That’s enough for this moment, for this absolutely perfect moment.
© 2016 Jaie Hart (photo from skymania.com)