Musing.
Then in meditation this morning at 2:30 AM.
I felt the need to just write a few words.
It came to me as a plea to the dissatisfied core within each
of us.
A plea to stop and listen.
Listening carefully to what comes up for us.
Watching our thoughts.
Noticing when we are dissatisfied, when we are
depressed.
Holding ourselves with compassion for this so human an
animal.
Treating dissatisfied times as clouds that will come, and
then pass away.
Then
Listening
Carefully
Watching carefully
Feeling deeply the little ecstasies life brings to us.
The pleasure of a warm shower.
Gratitude for all the blessings that come our way.
Gratitude for clean water, food, shelter, work.
Good relationships.
Forgiveness for those we feel have harmed us.
Perhaps, if we are lucky, even good sex.
Perhaps, good sex is more than an everyday ecstasy.
Yet, each and every moment is offered to us as an opening
for enlightenment.
A gift where we might drop any stories that may no longer
serve us.
An opportunity to be present.
Be present, with ourselves.
Be present, with others.
As if there is really any such a thing as a “self.”
As if there is really any such thing as an “other.”
Wishing each of you the gift of everyday ecstasy…
Namaste
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