Taking the time to Be
How often do we take the time to merely "be"? Life is so full of information, time management decisions and details that it is difficult to sit and reflect upon the wonder of it all.
I sat on the shoreline looking off across the water toward the horizon yesterday. Around me sea gulls screeched and pigeons cooed. There was a cool uplifting breeze carrying the scent of the salty ocean breeze across my face and the sunshine cascaded on my face.
From my perch I was able to see the multitudes of rocks washed up on the shoreline and the tide wending its way closer and closer to the driftwood placed gracefully by the rock wall by the soothing wave streams. My reflection of the peace and serenity of the outer world reflected the inner beauty felt in my heart. There was a sense of oneness with the "all that is" that surrounds and protects us all.
The seat seemed to beckon me to stay for a longer time than anticipated, and I struggled to bring myself up to my feet and take action to leave. Letting go of the trance that encompassed me, I brought the serene beauty of the scene into my collective aura and brought the calmness of the moment descend even deeper into my soul's projection than before.....
I can access this now upon reflection, blood pressure remaining calm and aloof from the duties of the warrior, and the time meshes until I know that this moment can be regained by the simplicity of the remembering and the non-attachment to the outcome.
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