Apr 20, 2011
Gift of Silence
Nothing but the crunch of the pine needles beneath my feet. My heart beating. My steady breath.
All of my senses fully engaged - awake and alive and aware. I see the light. I hear the birds. I taste the cool that is still damp. I feel the solid earth. I smell spring's sweet fragrance.
My thoughts flow. One to the other. Seemingly unconnected..but intrinsically linked. Ideas come..and they go. Questions - old and new - appear..and then float away. Problems - seeking resolution..are simply that.
Whatever it is will wait. No question needs answering in this moment. No problems need be solved.
The silence is not really silent at all. There is a fullness in it..a wholeness. Within is a sense of completion..that there is nothing more that's needed..that this is all that there really is.
One of life's gifts.