This reminds me so much of an experience I had when I was camping in the White Mountains of Arizona. Somehow I managed some alone time. I’m thinking my husband most likely was with our boys at the creek? I was totally alone, sitting on a large boulder along a trail listening to the wind in the tall Ponderosa Pines. A very distinct thought/voice came into my mind and said the words, “Be still.” I’m from a Christian background and yes, I know that this is a verse from the Bible but still I realized that the voice in the trees and the wind was in fact the voice of the Divine. I felt so entirely connected at that moment and the feeling of calm that I felt wasn’t like any other.
Right there with you, sister. I had a similar moment by a local swimming hole yesterday. The sounds of flowing water, rustling leaves, children playing, and even construction machinery in the distance all converged to create a divine soundscape. Thank you for sharing your experience and your practices!
At Gobnait, also known as Deborah, was a saint of bees. They are indeed miracle workers. In Zen we’d say their buzzing is the sound of the Dharma.
This reminds me so much of an experience I had when I was camping in the White Mountains of Arizona. Somehow I managed some alone time. I’m thinking my husband most likely was with our boys at the creek? I was totally alone, sitting on a large boulder along a trail listening to the wind in the tall Ponderosa Pines. A very distinct thought/voice came into my mind and said the words, “Be still.” I’m from a Christian background and yes, I know that this is a verse from the Bible but still I realized that the voice in the trees and the wind was in fact the voice of the Divine. I felt so entirely connected at that moment and the feeling of calm that I felt wasn’t like any other.
What a delightful journey. Thank you for taking us along
Yes, yes, yes.
to the silent clothing
of subtle stillness
like standing in a quiet barn
12 heavy horses each to their own
stall, well fed and watered
nothing left to do but stand
watching and being watched
by something else
which they always see
I am not moved
but rather the space around me
expands
light bends like a breeze
shows me something
it should not be able too
aware and open
for perhaps the first time
I see how it really is here
stillness and light emerge
directly and blend like lovers
and I am actually a we
and we are a
stillness flickering
a moth winging
a sparrow diving
a horse turning
a bee landing
gently
coming to rest
Obrigado
Right there with you, sister. I had a similar moment by a local swimming hole yesterday. The sounds of flowing water, rustling leaves, children playing, and even construction machinery in the distance all converged to create a divine soundscape. Thank you for sharing your experience and your practices!
That’s when we tap into the infinite
Yes 🙌🏻