You can learn from everybody, not only from people but also from animals, from trees, from clouds, from rivers. But there is no question of imitating. You can’t become the river, but you can learn some quality that is river-likeness: the flow, the let-go. You can learn something from a rose flower. You cannot become a rose flower, you need not, but you can learn something from the rose. You see the rose so delicate yet so strong in the wind, in the rain, in the sun. By the evening it will be gone but has no care about it, is joyous in the moment. You can learn from the rose how to live in the moment. Right now the rose is dancing in the wind, in the rain, unafraid, unconcerned for the future. By the evening the petals will wither away, but who bothers about the evening? This moment is all and this dance is all there is.
Learn something from the rose. Learn something from the bird on the wing — the courage to go into the unbounded.
~ Osho, from Tarot in the Spirit of Zen
I’ve been spending a lot of time in the woods lately. Communing with the trees, walking the deer trails, watching the light and shadows, breathing in the scent of pine and fresh air, listening to the wind singing through the trees and the marsh grasses at the edge of the woods, and crawling around on the ground to admire the mushrooms and other fungi.
I think I’ve been going out there to look for something that isn’t out there unless I bring it with me. A sense of calm. A respite from worry and anxiety.
If you obsess over whether you are making the right decision, you are basically assuming that the universe will reward you for one thing and punish you for another. The universe has no fixed agenda. Once you make any decision, it works around that decision. There is no right or wrong, only a series of possibilities that shift with each thought, feeling, and action that you experience.
~ Deepak Chopra
I found that quote after I came back from the woods this morning feeling more or less the same as when I went out. I had some spells of calm when I let go of thought and allowed myself the joy of the moment, but the thoughts followed me back to the house as they are wont to do. Chopra’s words (in the quote) are reassuring, almost like taking a deep, deep breath, and then releasing the worries on the exhale.
Anxiety and worrisome thoughts are like a hamster running on a wheel. They run and run and run, but never get anywhere. The key is to stop the running, break the loop. Pause and breathe.
I have days of acceptance, of no worries, and just when I think I’m home free, the worries jump out from behind a door I didn’t even know was there. “Ah-ha!” they say. “Let’s work on this some more!”
After warming up in the house for a little while, I went back outside, through the woods and out to the dock to watch the water and the sunlight dance with each other. Mud from the shore flowed into the creek, swirling around like smoke as it spread into the water. It was beautiful, the way the mud allowed itself to become part of the water.
Sleep was elusive last night, and I know that’s contributing to my dis-ease today. It was like this:
It was that sort of sleep in which you wake every hour and think to yourself that you have not been sleeping at all; you can remember dreams that are like reflections, daytime thinking slightly warped.
~ Kim Stanley Robinson, Icehenge
I think I’ll go back outside while the sun is still lighting things up. Best to take advantage of these brilliant days because you never know when the Drearies will return.
Thank you for visiting today. Let’s go to the Point and watch the sunset. I couldn’t get out there yesterday (I had to go to town for another pre-op test), but did see the sun pillar. It was beautiful, especially against the colorful clouds. It looked something like the sun pillar in this post. I read somewhere that Native Americans call sun pillars the Sun’s little brother, and that you can only see little brother when the sun has dipped below the horizon.
Anyhow. Sunset should be interesting this evening unless the just-enough clouds build up and become too-many clouds. Sunset is at the usual 4:43 PM. Come early and bundle up. It’s chilly and windy, but I think it will be worth braving the cold to stand on the shore and watch as the sun paints the clouds.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
Today’s joys: Sunlight playing through the trees; a flock of Cedar Waxwings sitting in one of the oak trees; the scent of fresh air and sunshine on the sheets I dried outside on the clothesline; time to walk and walk and walk; forest bathing.