I was waiting to make a left,to get outof traffic. She was across from me, in a
red hatchback, waiting to enter. The cars
whizzed by like hornets. Our eyes met briefly
and the whole journey was suddenly evident:
always going somewhere, always unsure how
to get there, waiting for the chance to join,
to lead, to follow, relieved to make our way,
till we miss our exit and wonder, “Where to
now?” The speed of the traffic made our cars
shimmy. We caught each other’s eye again,
missing our chance. She shrugged. I laughed.
The moment of pause had opened a different
dimension that made us impervious to the pull
of the hive, at least for a while. Then, in a flash,
she was sucked into the whir. Someone behind
me began honking. I couldn’t move. I wanted
out. Once home, I had a glass of water on the
deck, where the peony, weighed down with
all its beauty, was drinking from the birdbath.
I thought, “Oh, teach me how to stop.”
a gentle reminder for this time of year…..to be in the whirlwind without missing the tiniest moments of grace….
inquiry for today~ rekindle your capacity for awe in a hurried moment…….how will you remember?
I have arrived. I am home. My destination is in each step.
~ Thich Nhat Hanh