Jeez, there is stuff everywhere about the last day of 2013, welcome in the new year 2014, reflect on the highs and lows of 2013, make 2014 the best year ever, let’s set some goals, let’s check off what we accomplished…
….but! It’s just another day! The birds outside have no idea that it’s new year’s eve!
Hee hee.
The Committee appears to be having a discussion about the date change and its meaning and worth.
Numbers, calendars, dates, days, times, goals, plans, resolutions. What does it matter?
It means nothing! There’s no real point!
It does too mean something! It’s a time to reflect, contemplate, review the year.
This needs to have a point, I wish I understood it fully.
Is that absolutely true?
How do you react when you are believing that something, whatever it is, needs to have a clear point or meaning, when it doesn’t appear to have one?
Who would you be without that thought? Without believing that you need to understand what’s going on, or groc what’s happening, or have something “big” happen on New Years?
I would simply be watching….feeling gratitude, looking around with curiosity and wonder.
Whatever you are moved to “do” or say, think, or express in this time when the counter moves forward and we’re about to call it 2014 here on planet earth amongst most of the humans….
….there is something exquisite about using this fascinating mind to meditate on the beauty I’ve seen this past year, inside and out.
It reminds me of the beauty of the present moment.
Last night I sat in a circle of smiling, kind eyes in the faces of gentle friends who gathered on purpose to share whatever came out of them right then.
A timer was set on an iphone, each person got five minutes to speak without interruption.
(Yes, it was my first time out of the house to a social gathering since my surgery!)
As people shared, it sounded like a different instrument playing with each voice, the content, the cadence.
Suddenly, I felt that sweeping rose-colored wave of delight with All This, whatever This is.
A cup of turkey soup, glass table, the back of my husband’s neck, green pine tree needles, a hand, a napkin with tiny red flowers, white buttons, brown tender eyes, voices.
Whether this moment marks anything, or not, I love that we can change rooms, gather with others, investigate our thinking.
For all of you reading, I wish you great love in this new moment, the sweetness of simply noticing what is around you, wherever you are.
Happy New Moment To You.
I can’t wait to be with you here in Grace Notes for this next year of continued adventure with inquiry.
“Leave the familiar for a while. Let your senses and bodies stretch out Like a welcomed season. Onto the meadow and shores and hills. Open up to the Roof. Make a new watermark on your excitementAnd love. Like a blooming night flower, Bestow your vital fragrance of happiness And giving Upon our intimate assembly. Change rooms in your mind for a day. All the hemispheres in existence Lie beside an equator In your heart. Greet Yourself In your thousand other forms As you mount the hidden tide and travel Back home. All the hemispheres in heaven Are sitting around a fire Chatting While stitching themselves together Into the Great Circle inside of You.” ~ Hafiz
With much love, Grace