This is my sidekick, Mo, and this is where he and I have been hanging out the past few days. We head out to our new sunroom and we sit, he in the sun, watching the birds and the squirrels eat our birdseed and the trees sway in the breeze. I particularly adore hearing the tones of our windchime. We are content to sit here for hours.
This is new to me. I just don’t sit still very much… I prefer to be engaged in action or in mind (or both). But I am highly enjoying it! Finding that inner spiritual quiet has been enjoyable and calming. And I have long intended to do this but never actively pursued it.
Following several weeks of purging about 1/3 of our possessions, I literally have the physical space to breathe and relax. And just as I suspected, that outer world is a macrocosm of our inner world. It was necessary to clear out all the “stuff” so that I could stop focusing on all of it… moving it from here to there, organizing it into various shelves and containers, cleaning or dusting it, looking for something. Now there’s nothing more to do… we don’t own any more than we need and use and I know exactly where every single thing is! This frees up a huge chunk of time… hence the days vegging in the sunroom.
I am loving the quiet commune with nature. I’m enjoying my reflections. I like that I actually feel and inhabit each moment in the day, as opposed to my usual way of rushing from one thing to another and then wondering where the day went. I also think and feel somehow that I am supposed to do this.
I know many of you cultivate this quiet as a regular part of your day. Tell me what your own ritual is and how it helps you. I’m intrigued!
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