I was on the green belt today hiking alongside a creek brimming with water. It was such a pleasant contrast to the drought we have had. I walked slowly taking time to stop and observe nature in all of its splendor and wisdom. I could hear the rush of the water moving past rock formation while my eyes caught a spectacular display of light, as it reflected in a multitude of directions off the water. I could feel the energy and the power of the creek and it’s movement. It was nature’s own display of prana. As I continued to walk, the rush of the water became quiet and still. The previous display of energy and force was held within a greater pool of steadiness. And it was now that the water’s reflection of its surroundings became clear and more authentic.
Much like the water, I find that it is when we allow ourselves to abide in the more quiet places within, that we can see ourselves and our experiences with greater clarity. In essence, the reflections of our own experiences become more clear. Clear, perhaps, in their discomfort, clear in their ease. Wherever we are in the spectrum of our experiences, we can reside with acceptance and truth, rather than struggle or illusion. And ultimately, we can find space to go within to find what we often seek outside of ourselves.