Write or not write...
That is the question.
Nothing in particular comes to mind, yet the fingers are moving
and I will let the movement do the writing.
This way, I can enjoy the instant reading of the writing
and muse over its wonder
that two things can definitely exist at the same time..?!
I can somehow detect that the writing is actually the ‘being’
and my listening is the ‘doing’…
One would imagine it is the other way around,
but I absolutely feel that the writing comes from this total stillness
and the listening from a gentle source of doing.
The two go so beautifully hand in hand
that in essence no words can describe it and yet the dance continues.
I believe that the same goes in our daily life...
whatever needs to be ‘done’ gets done naturally from the source of being,
it is the listening part where we normally get frantic about the interpretations of the mind.
And instead of the silent awed listening to the natural occurrence of doing,
the listening quickly develops into an active voice of judgment
and peace is lost.
The balance is disturbed
and the fear of it all spills over into the thought of control.
How complicated we get when we have lost the innocence of awe.
How delightful to remember the distant call of it
as we allow it to come closer
and its slow approach reassures us
that this time the wonder will take firmly root
in our overactive minds,
and once again we will embrace the Silence of Doing
and the Action of Being...