I love to brew a cup of wisdom and sit silently with it. I watch my mind slow down and my body along with it. My emotions are placid and life is good. I have to choose to do this; otherwise I am running on autopilot. I find myself standing in a long Starbucks line where people are espousing half-caf wisdom to go. Slow down, folks, this is your life you are rushing through.
As I sit with myself, I am able to see things passing across the sky of my mind. At first the airlane may be crowded with thoughts lining up in a holding pattern. But the longer I sit, the quicker the planes land and disperse their passengers. On the whole they were just restless thoughts carrying my emotional baggage as they deplaned. What’s left is silence. I sit in the deserted holding gate and see that there are no more planes in sight. I go to the window and look up at the stars.
~ Vicki Woodyard
source: the nonduality highlights
photo by Punam J R