It's times like that when I think we get a glimpse into nirvana. When your mind is calm and focused, and you view something simply the way it is, without clouding it with preconceptions, assumptions, negativity or attachment. A time when we are open to experience "mini-epiphanies". If we could only maintain that state! That kind of mindfulness is difficult for me, but I'm trying. I'm trying to be aware of the moment, where I am, when I am, what I'm experiencing, and especially how my mind is interpreting it. I'm so easily distracted, but when I focus, a whole new world opens up. And it's beautiful.
Beauty surrounds us. We just have to apply the time and effort to notice it. Even things that can at first seem gross or unnerving can be beautiful, if you take a moment to understand what the source of your aversion is, and where that thing fits in the natural, cyclical time-line of existence (or rather, our perception of existence).
What have been the "floating plastic bags" in your life? What things made you stop and observe, to be mindful, to experience the beauty in something as it is, the way that it is? I will randomly share some of mine here, in no particular order:
- My children being born, including the necessary blood, sweat and tears.
- The vastness of space on a clear, starry night.
- The potential of a musical instrument, as it sits waiting to be played.
- My grandfather's last moments in his hospital bed.
- A wide-eyed baby trying to process all the new sights and sounds.
- The hustle and bustle of people in Times Square.
- The pulsating energy at a techno-rave.
- The wet spot on the bed sheets after sex.
- A decomposing animal.
- A hug from a friend who can tell you just need one, without needing to pry for details.
- Accepting the pain of getting tattooed.
- The soft curve of a nursing breast.
- The moment just before an accident, when you don't have time to do anything to stop it.
- The sunlight glistening through the trees just before sunset.
- A spider wrapping a captured insect.