Small, precious, hopeful. That is every one of us.
I am feasting on spring fungi tonight!
Be well. Be joyful.
Spring sprung at the higher altitudes.
Category: Consciousness
Watching
It is not in the iron resolve of stoicism that the watcher comes forward.
It is in the soft allowing of curiosity, and now the next breath…
Trees that never give up.
Here are my few ‘wonder trees’ and a site that has brought many more forward. Take a look if you love them, they are uplifting: https://blazepress.com/2017/08/15-trees-that-wont-give-up-despite-all-the-odds/
Moving slowly forward, I seek the beauty in each little thing.
In the words of Rainer Maria Rilke:
"The core of every core, the kernel of every kernel, an almond! held in itself, deepening in sweetness: all of this, everything, right up to the stars, is the meat around your stone. Accept my bow..."
The Step Back
The Small Backward Step
Stepping back, I see the body in all its animal certainty, it’s imperative command. Biological, dirty, gorgeous. Fears and longing surging, coursing through electrons.
Stepping back, there is the mind in fluid rush, cutting new banks, plummeting from heights, leaping to conclusions. Prodding the body through survival.
Stepping back, consciousness rests, seeing all. Unjudging, edgeless, aware.
Stepping back,
Only stillness.
Letting Go
“The entire purpose of a clean and well-ordered life is to liberate you from the thralldom of chaos and the burden of sorrow. (…) What is wrong with a life which is free from problems? Personality is merely a reflection of the real. (…) Once you realize that the person is merely a shadow of the reality, but not reality itself, you cease to fret and worry. You agree to be guided from within and life becomes a journey into the unknown.”
Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj
Nondual
The Myth of Trees 