While I was walking my dogs yesterday morning I made a special effort to come deeply to rest in myself and to being at peace with the world around me.
It was a gorgeous day. The sun had just risen over the mountains to the north and the thick, fragrant air amplified the sense of stillness within me. The smells, the sounds, textures and colors begged me to drink them in, to relax into their soothing symphonic embrace.
I was, as they say in these parts, “in the spirit.” Any vestige of self-consciousness evaporated as the rays of sunlight warmed my face and each new step brought a greater sense of union with the the colorful morning drama unfolding before me.
Why is it that we spend so much time away from that special place, which is invariably immediately at hand? We’ve invested enormous amounts of time and energy in the advancement of our understanding of the material world, but how really has it helped us? We now go farther, get there faster and arrive less discomfited, but at what cost?
Are we closer now as a species? Sure, we know more about one another sooner than ever before, but are we really closer to one another, more harmonized with the natural kingdoms around us? Certainly there are more connections to more people around the world, but how deeply do we commune with them, let alone with our next door neighbor?