Sitting, I ponder the nature of our existence. Quiet mind, not a noise found anywhere, silent, stillness, and so much brilliance.
It fills my entire being with joy, of such immenseness, at times it’s hard to actually say more than this.
And, the more I learn, in fact, it seems it’s in the saying less where we find out what’s best.
It feels like it’s taken me an eternity to learn this truth. Yet, it’s really only been one moment since I was just a youth.
Time is funny that way, wouldn’t you say?
Long and drawn out in times of great stress, or when we are simply unsure how to handle life’s continuous tests.
Short and awfully quick, in times when we are in a hurry, rushing from here to there, without even giving the scenery a second stare.
There is a third way, however, to see and experience, all that surrounds you. It’s seen when we slow down, and are present to each moment, caring for them as if they were the only gift that could possibly prevent our descent.
As I close my eyes to the sky, and breathe in deep, it occurs to me that time as we understand it has stopped belaboring me, while the vastness before me unfolds and expands with a specialness that will withstand all contrivances that the mind has planned.
Disrupting the pattern created over millennia, I watch silently, as the breath moves in and out of my body, and my heart slows down, to match the hidden, and ever so mysterious criteria.
Listen and believe in the unseen, for even when in doubt you can be sure that there is clout and integrity in the system of stars and constellations that remains, at times, hidden, yet always smitten.
And at others, it’s all we can do to catch a glimpse of that magical consideration, and watch as the dance of the cosmos plays out, and all our dreams come about.
Believe, I say, in the unseen, and dream big right into that emptiness, knowing all the while that that vastness is where all of life’s greatest gifts are awaiting your focused attention, and future dissemination.
In response to the WDYS #75 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.