At the beach the other morning, observing the beauty of the blue surf at low tide on a crystal-clear day, I realized my mind and heart were not in oneness with the postcard view before me. Yes, I was there, but on a mission, and I was all too aware of a desire to be home before my wife left for her afternoon and evening obligations.
My oneness, however, was with the seaweed before me as I put it into buckets and transferred these to black bags in the trunk of my car. The drive home was also a meditation, as was spreading one of the bags over our asparagus bed.
The goal, of course, is to be fully present where I am. Rather than off somewhere far ahead or far behind me.
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Lovely blog post Jnana. You are a lovely man, I enjoy your writing. Will get around to buying one of your books soon when I figure out how to read them on this new iPad lol😊
What a beautiful description of what happens to everyone.
A great reminder. Reminds me I need a trip to the beach to sit in the sand and watch the surf. And think of nothing.
Mindfulness in motion …. Lovely. Val
Sometimes we have to take our oneness where we have it, however imperfectly that might be. Thanks for this post; it helped me slow down in the middle of a crazy day. I think now it will not be so crazy, for a little while at least.