Wandering Presence

In need of a break from the fluorescent lights, I made my way down two flights of stairs and headed for the door.  A cool sea breeze caught me the moment I opened the door.  The sun was warm and the beautiful cerulean sky was amazing.  As I continued to walk, I became quickly aware of the sound of construction coming from no less than 3 directions at once.

It struck me funny that in an area that is nearly already overbuilt and snarled with traffic to the point of pure gridlock at certain times a day that no less than 3 multistory buildings were all going up at once.  While I’m grateful that this means there is work for the men and women working on these sites, I could not help but feel a twinge of sadness.

How long before we can no longer see our blue sky unless we look straight up?  What will that mean for stargazing or staring off into the horizon?  Something I am often guilty of and always treated by a delightful blue sky staring back at me.  Would that I could fly above the roof tops in a moment such as this.

The scene seemingly shimmered as if it were a Hollywood Movie and suddenly I saw them, steel skyscraper mirrored towers reflecting nothing but the distorted gray of the other skyscrapers covering nearly every inch of pavement, no trees or flowers, just concrete, no more cars but tubes that conveyed people commuting.  It was a strange impersonal feeling world.  A very strange world to me.  I didn't like the vision at all even though I felt it in some strange way deep within.

 

The sunlight dancing on the windshield of a passing car caught my attention and the momentary vision of potential things to come dissipated.  I sat down under a tree and just felt the pristine beautiful presence of the moment so very grateful to be just where I was in this moment in time.  I realize at my core that if I should continue to allow the smallest part of my mind to wander, I could become perturbed by my vision.  But the heart of me knows the symbols are only an expression of a frustrated mind and I decide to enjoy delicious shade on a warm sunshiny day.

There will always be the things we wish to see and do not wish to see in this world and within this dream but deep inside, we are everlasting presence and it is that presence that if we step with confidence into that will see us through all moments equally with much grace, love and peace.

© 2015 Jaie Hart (words photo from leganerd.com)

Empty Moments

I have some solar orbs in my garden.  They are beautiful to look at in the daylight - crushed colored glass in dark blue, light blue, green and orange. They charge up all day in the glorious sunlight and at night they glow and slowly change into deep and rich rainbow colors.  Last night I sat outside  near my garden and I just watched the colors of the orbs change in the darkness and I listened to the sound of the crickets over a backdrop of city hum.  It was quite peaceful and beautiful sitting out there quietly contemplating existence and occurrences of late.  It's a favorite past-time, sitting quietly under an indigo sky filled with and infinite volume of twinkling stars and nothing but the sea breeze and crickets to keep me company.  It was a beautiful moment that might seem mundane, empty and boring to others but I assure you, it was anything but that.

Life fills our minds with so much chatter.  The little voice must label everything it takes in, judge and properly store things somewhere in the archives of the mind.  To sit in a state of complete emptiness, not making a sound, finding a way to just be without the labeling, well, its so peaceful that I often crave it.  Again this morning I stepped out under a black sky filled with a sea of stars and was amazed that I saw not one but 3 shooting stars.  Of course I made some wishes as I sat there and just drank in the sheer bliss of the quiet and cool of very early morning.  Would that I had the time, a walk on the beach might have been even more perfect but I can always go there in my mind.  My memories of the ocean, her sounds, her power and energy are so very abundant in my memories. So, I closed my eyes right then and there and pulled out a memory of my last visit adding even more depth and beauty to a single and simple moment in time.  The bliss that ensued nearly brought me to tears.

We need quiet moments sometimes to still the mind, the wishing and dreaming and just exist with nothing but a gorgeous sky, nothing but a temperate breeze and nothing but the love and pure gratitude of existence inside.  It restores a soul in ways I can't really define in this medium.  It's just something one has to experience.  In those moments when we pull everything away, you are left with nothing but you and the Source of your being.  There truly are no finer moments and I treasure them immensely.  So, I've promises to keep and responsibilities to fulfill today and I'm about to be off to them.  I'll take these precious quiet moments with me into my day today and pull them out as necessary when the day gets too hectic.  We are amazing creatures in that we have this ability to pull moments from the recesses of our minds and relive them.  It's a beautiful and amazing thing.  One more thing before I go, an expression of sincere gratitude, once again, to ESP who in a moment facilitated an answering of a prayer.  Thank you dear soul for being there, for everything you are and all that you do. I appreciate your friendship immensely.  Namaste!  ~Blessings of love and light dear souls.  May you journey peacefully this day and with great purpose. :)