Much of the day yesterday I thought about my title of the last post - Be still - Cold feet. What occurred to me is that so often I find people (not just geese) do have cold feet about being still. What is it about stillness and silence that is frightening or uncomfortable? Initially the strangeness of it is what causes anxiety. Stillness and silence are not our natural state in this culture. In stillness we come face to face with our inner Self, our inner Voice, that part of us that is strange, not familiar, but unusual, and therefore disturbing. To us, in stillness it seems we are wasting time, we are not producing. And in America, production is the mantra and the goal. If we are not producing, we are not doing our part.
I am finding, when I am still, new life. In stillness and silence I discover what I need and want, and when and where and how to be. And, if I remain in silence long enough, I hear the why. I begin to intuit something about who I am.
We missed out on the snow. The Pond is frozen over most of the surface. There is a small open space to my left where the ducks are swimming around in a little cove near the peninsula. A low of 15 degrees was predicted for last night - it is 21 now and the highs are in the 30s. It is too cold to be outside more than enough to get up to the Yogatorium and check on the heat. What a blessing to have it warm! This cold weather when we must stay inside presents a golden opportunity to practice silence and stillness. Right now I hear only the fan when the heat comes on and the refrigerator motor occasionally. And, the clicking of the keys as I type my thoughts. What a joy!
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