There’s a filament of being that sparks its way through time, from one generation to another, a genetic form of presence that we could call our common lineage.
While critical thought is crucial, often a simple moment of presence—of heart-centered feeling and breathing, where we tell ourselves, “remember this simple moment forever,” brings that much wanted pause to our egoic mind. It’s then I am immersed in the wonder of feeling alive: one with the trees, sky and grassy dale, with laughter coming from a nearby Sunday afternoon picnic. At the end of words I find presence. What a wonderful thing!
The constellation image stays with me. There's something in direct experience that's like this, a recognition that happens before you've understood anything. You don't think your way into knowing you belong.
"I doubt a star knows it’s part of a constellation until it feels the presence of other light." - I am so glad to be part of an ever-expanding constellation.
While critical thought is crucial, often a simple moment of presence—of heart-centered feeling and breathing, where we tell ourselves, “remember this simple moment forever,” brings that much wanted pause to our egoic mind. It’s then I am immersed in the wonder of feeling alive: one with the trees, sky and grassy dale, with laughter coming from a nearby Sunday afternoon picnic. At the end of words I find presence. What a wonderful thing!
The constellation image stays with me. There's something in direct experience that's like this, a recognition that happens before you've understood anything. You don't think your way into knowing you belong.
"I doubt a star knows it’s part of a constellation until it feels the presence of other light." - I am so glad to be part of an ever-expanding constellation.