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)
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