In all the world
There’s nothing like
The sound of falling snow –
The only noise
I’ve ever known
That makes the clocks move slow.
The only sound
That sweeps awayThe din of city streets,
And wraps around,
In soft embrace,
’Most everyone it meets.
A sound that’s not
A sound at all –
A quiet, soft and dear,
That comforts all
The sleepy souls
Who sit, and watch, and hear.
it’s quiet here….
inquiry for today~ and how will you welcome quiet to soothe?
With enlightened intention, it’s possible to stay committed to your practice and protect yourself and to all those around you. This is not about shame or blame or guilt or repression, it is an invitation to feel and honor your deep strength and love.
Suzuki Roshi once said that meditation practice is like walking for a long time in a slight mist. You might walk and walk and never feel that you are getting wet, but when you arrive where you are going, you will notice that your hoodie is soaked. Your steadiness brings the blessings, step by step.
Now is the time to stay constant and steady. Through this, I can feel a true power, how each one of us is connected to the life of each other. This is a practice, vision and love that can help all of us actually feel safer in the world.
Dear everyone, I am with you in this steady, heartfelt practice and I sense you with me. We will get through this together until we can be with each other in person to remember and celebrate.
Frost called it the hush I the morning of a new fallen snow. I’ve always loved the sound and the metaphor of a new morning snow. The only quiet that compared was at the top of Haleakala on Maui, felt like a blanket over my ears …
I’ve been there:) And indeed, the hush where earth meets sky reminds me of the Tao. Wishing you a little quiet snow this winter g.f.s….