Wednesday, August 5, 2020

Day Dreaming in the Back Yard: This is the Closest I've Come to Meditation

I just sat outside for an hour. It was so pleasant. The weather is perfect. The dogs were well behaved. A sat with my journal, hardly making a note. A butterfly fluttered by. 


An overwhelming sense of peace enveloped me. Maybe it was the Advil I took for my cankersore. 


I think the feeling of fulfillment came from allowing myself to relax a little, now that I’m done with putting my English course online. 


I’m in my late 40s…. But I currently have my health and countless blessings for which to be grateful. 


If I live to be 100… that means I have 51 and a half years left on this planet. 


Of course, there’s no guarantee I’ll live that long… and there’s also the possibility I’ll live a bit longer (and if our consciousness survives death it might be a WHOLE LOT LONGER!) 


I am flawed. I make mistakes. I have regrets. 


But I also love myself. I love being me. I love the people in my life, and even though we go on much of life’s journey alone, we do connect with others, truly connect, from time to time. 


I have the potential for 51 and a half more spins around the sun (give or take a few decades!) How excellent is that? 


John Green recently talked about how we don’t know the suffering that lies ahead, nor can we predict the joy. 

The Realm Unknown is what lies ahead… and that’s kind of exciting, isn’t it? Today, the Unkown fills me with a joyful wonder. 


Feelings don’t last. So this too shall pass. But it feels pretty darn good right now. 


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