In the blink of an eye
it all changes.
What you thought
was sad or unfortunate
becomes a blessing somehow.
The storm passes
and with it the anger,
the clouds part
and the sun shines
in your mind once again.
If it all changes so quickly
why take any of it seriously?
Behind the facade of
significance we assign
to each little detail
there is a whole big picture
we cannot see.
Why not trust
that we are where we need to be,
doing what we need to do…
and leave the rest to the force
that keeps the planets in orbit?
heavenly scents in the air
a divine breeze
the happy chatter of many children
running, leaping, bounding
up and down ramps
skipping along spiral staircases
zooming through alcoves
where bubbling fountains
sing a most cheerful song.
Pineapples growing alongside
tomatoes, alyssum and cyclamen,
nectarines in full glorious bloom,
a kumquat tree heavenly laden with fruit,
orchids dangling from every nook and cranny,
bonsai older than my grandmother
banana trees, ferns, rose, hibiscus–
such a marvel for the senses.
One afternoon in the Conservatory
at Longwood Gardens
and I remember
what I love so much about nature,
without beginning or end.
Pure consciousness arising.
A heart as big as the universe.
Understanding that extends
beyond the world of the senses.
The gifts of meditation.
And what if
after all of these efforts we have made
that all along
this whole Universe
was completely worthy of our trust?
What if we knew without a doubt
that everything really does show up
at the right time?
What if we had the direct experience
of all things happening for a reason?
And what would this moment look like
if we could trust Life completely
and surrender to the flow
of all that is?
If I keep trying so hard to be good,
when will I ever come to the point
that I actually see myself as good
and relax a little
with who I really am?
I could spend my whole life
trying to be good
and reach the end of it
Is this any way to live?
How about, instead of trying so hard,
I simply sit still and observe?
What if I could see the thoughts
behind my attempts
What if I questioned those thoughts,
and saw myself as I am,
knowing myself in this present moment?
I let go of who I once thought I was
so that I can finally be
who I am right now.
There’s nothing dramatic about it,
no mystical experience
complete with levitation and fireworks…
it’s just me, sitting quietly,
finally able to appreciate this being,
this Self that I am.
There is something profoundly beautiful
in the simplicity,
I’m not all that different
from anyone else,
not at all special–
quiet ordinary actually…
I’m just a woman
sitting on a cushion, breathing
aware of my heart beat,
grateful to be alive.
There is no more pressure
to be great,
to prove who I am,
to stand out.
With this realization comes peace,
which is all I ever really wanted
in the first place.
I’ve been meditating on creativity,
what it is,
and how to express my creativity
in order to live an inspired life.
My mind opens to the possibility
that I don’t need to be a famous artist
in order to create art…
I don’t even need another soul
to see my creations
and recognize them as art
in order for me to enjoy them.
It’s the moment of creation–
not necessarily the end result–
that brings the opening
and still more opening
to the possibilities that lie
within and ahead of me.
Living in that freshness
life becomes an exciting adventure
I thought I needed to travel the world
for my life to be interesting…
It turns out that my inner landscape
is just as fascinating as the one I survey
in the outer world,
The discoveries I make within myself
are even more astounding
than anything I could chance upon
The treasure I find on this inner exploration
is worth more than any precious gem
found on earth.