727: True Nature of Stillness

Every type of spiritual texts or channeled material or body of work that relates to the self and the development of the self, I've come across states the same thing...

S L O W  D O W N.

Slow down. 

Move slower. Take more time to consider and reflect. Stop moving so fast. 

And with having this knowledge for all these years, and having practiced it here and there, I can see there is still this rushness to "get on" with it - on to the next action, the next moment, the next step in the process of a day. 

As I got up this morning and preparing to take my hour in the office before I start the day with the kids (my partner and I have set up a specific schedule for us so that I may have some time for me before the day starts and before he works for the day) - and I was stepping out of the RV and walking across the yard to our tiny house while my coffee spilled with each step I took, I reflected on my state of being. 

I was rushing. I was moving fast. I was quick to get on with the hour, to maximize the time available to ensure I squeezed every little bit out of it. And I also remembered a mentor of mine sharing how in the mornings she lies in bed a little bit longer, recalling all the things she loves and appreciates in her life, as a point of setting herself up for the day. 

That to me is slowing down and something I've never really given myself an opportunity to do, as to ensure the moment my feet touch the floor, I am here and present with all the presents of my life. 

Imagine if we all started our day aware of all the things that are here in support of us, things that we love and appreciate, and all the fun things we get to do throughout the day (even the things we think are mundane). 

So I am here, taking a moment to slow down and bring myself back into the moment to expand my awareness within my body, my life, my space and environment, and all the things that are happening for me. 

It's snowing this morning, as it has been for days, and there's something about the snow that is the embodiment of this slowing down. 

The light, fat snowflakes take their time to land on the earth, creating a white blanket of silence. 

As if being in the forest doesn't already express stillness, add some snow to it, and it's suspended in time. 

I can see a rushness energy in my body - I can feel it in my arms and my chest, it's like a "needing" to move/go/run. And urgency or a hurriedness. 

It's a stressed state. There is nowhere I need to go at this moment. There is nothing I need to do in this moment. And thinking about the hour being over and having to then start the day with the kids in separating myself from this PRESENT MOMENT where my hands are on the keyboard, feeling each key as each letter as I form the words as my expression as my awareness here. 

I breathe in and out. Breathing in and out. and again in and out - nothing is calling me here. 

I can be here. I can stop for a moment. I can feel my body, I can feel my being radiating from the inside out. I can close my eyes and listen to the silence get louder as my thoughts stop. 

I am so grateful for the moment to stop and reflect. I am so grateful for the forest and snow surrounding me that reflect to me my true nature of stillness. I am grateful to realize the fullness of stopping and listening, and hearing nothing. 

I am so grateful to be filled with life. 

This is the point to take with me in my day. To move slowly without need, without urgency, and without stress. 

Time is an illusion, as there is only the present, and being so fully in the present ensures all things are in the right time. The real time. Walking in real time, with the breath, with the awareness, with the source of everything - in the physical. 

I will walk with this today.