This was my morning meditation- quite different from the last one I wrote about.
Buzzing of electric saw, water flowing into the garden pond, hand and pen moving across the paper. I rub my chin with my hand and am aware of the sound carried through my skin and bones. An occasional car passing by, a small propeller plane off in the distance, the swimming pool pump... the sound of a jet mingles with the sound of the smaller plane, a man's voice shouting- I lean into it with my attention- he is shouting with excitement, not anger- I can tell by the tone although I can't make out the words. Now another engine, this time a motorcycle starting up harshly and then as it leaves the sound quickly fading into the distance.
A bird with an intermittent high short whistle pierces through all the sounds of cars, engines, motors, pumps, changing everything- the quality of a bright star piercing the night sky. Sound has the ability to pierce our awareness, breaking the trance. Sound can be used to induce a trance or break a trance.
Whenever I pass through Lynn Carol and George's bedroom the door swings gently shut behind me and the delicate sound of a zither follows me for just a few seconds, a reminder of the present. Usually reminders are of the past... how funny to be reminded of Now.
Buzzing of electric saw, water flowing into the garden pond, hand and pen moving across the paper. I rub my chin with my hand and am aware of the sound carried through my skin and bones. An occasional car passing by, a small propeller plane off in the distance, the swimming pool pump... the sound of a jet mingles with the sound of the smaller plane, a man's voice shouting- I lean into it with my attention- he is shouting with excitement, not anger- I can tell by the tone although I can't make out the words. Now another engine, this time a motorcycle starting up harshly and then as it leaves the sound quickly fading into the distance.
A bird with an intermittent high short whistle pierces through all the sounds of cars, engines, motors, pumps, changing everything- the quality of a bright star piercing the night sky. Sound has the ability to pierce our awareness, breaking the trance. Sound can be used to induce a trance or break a trance.
Whenever I pass through Lynn Carol and George's bedroom the door swings gently shut behind me and the delicate sound of a zither follows me for just a few seconds, a reminder of the present. Usually reminders are of the past... how funny to be reminded of Now.