What remains

Interesting clouds today: a block of grey, dark grey and then blue sky not far behind… Sometimes in life we feel stuck, as if nothing is moving but just like the clouds in the sky come and go, situations come and go. What remains is the sky and our true essence, they never change, they just are.

Grey

Another grey and rainy day. This used to depress me, this continuous greyness, day after day. My daily walks with the dog have changed this. I go out, walk and enjoy the beauty of any weather. Greyness takes many forms and when you are out there, you experience its many hues. Today it all felt so soft. There was almost no wind and the little breeze felt gentle, a bit damp and so soft. Looking around me I saw how the low grey clouds hid, covered trees and houses for them to reappear a bit later again, for these clouds are always moving. Sometimes we also hide and cover ourselves in a bit of a cloud, withdraw, to reappear again, to show ourselves again in our full glory.

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Constant change

What a difference a day makes…the sun is out, the sky is blue, there is a gentle breeze, the horses are relaxing and enjoying this wonderful sunlight. Walking every day brings home in a very enlarged way how everything is constantly changing. To witness and observe this ever changing inner and outer landscape from a space of profound silence, undisturbed by any of it and allowing necessary action to come spontaneously, is life’s art.

Trees

What better way to relax, to improve your sense of well-being than by walking, one foot in front of the other. For me it is especially true by walking through a woodland, a forest, surrounded by majestic trees, to be enveloped in their ancient, wise presence. I can’t help feeling like that. Trees mean the world to me!

Repetition

Several times a week I take the same route when walking the dog. There is such a joy in repetition and realising that it is never the same: now there is sun, then rain, wind, clouds; fields with and then without a crop; a meadow with cows and then they have moved to another field …everyday you see things you never saw before…movement, change is always happening: around and in me…it is beautiful and moving…

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