The paradoxical. The familiarity with what appears outwardly seems strong. The inward inquiry (seeing who I am) is a strangely physical experience. It is like an energy, it is like an empowering, a physical tone, an uplift, a rootedness, courage, a faring forth into the world. It is enlivening. The result of this is seeing the outward “familiar” as anew.
I am looking outside at the trees just beginning to leaf out, and the birds flying around them. It is very peaceful and I am grateful for the gift of sight.
As it always seems to be with me, it is my sense of hearing that I feel most gifted by. Ironic since I suffer with tinnitus. But over the years I have been habituated to the ringing and on some very blessed days all is quiet. I always give thanks for the quiet days! Regardless, the meditative music that I have playing in the background during my morning devotions, along with the lovely sound of my bubbling Buddha fountain provide relief. This morning I am also enjoying the sound of the birds that have come to visit our feeders…spring has arrived here in the western U.S. 🌳🌼🌻🌺🐦
A yogi said the sound of tinnitus is ‘om’ – it’s wonderful to enjoy sound in the presence of tinnitus, Diane. That’s related to the main message of “The Beauty of Dusk – on vision lost and found” by Frank Bruni. I just finished it, and I recommend it.
MIca…thank you for sharing this. My therapist has shared that ringing in ears has been thought by some to be spiritual……messages from beyond. It’s an idea that I have been letting percolate. I want to always keep my heart open to mystery. Om Shanti friend.♥
I am about to go on a walk outside with my husband on a beautiful day, so I am thankful for the gift of vision to see all of earth’s beautiful creations
My sense of hearing. I am truly enjoying the quiet, the calm, the peaceful quiet, with occasional bird song, while I do my “morning thing”. I am blessed.
My hearing is giving me the gift of peace in this moment. By being able to trust my hearing, I am able to know that all is ok in my house and surroundings, despite not being able to see beyond my current room. There are no thuds, crashes, screams, or whimpers – only the sound of birds chirping, air flowing, computer softly buzzing, and cars driving in the distance.
Having recently moved here, I am experiencing much of my immediate surroundings for the first time. As I sat down this morning, I noticed that my neighbor across the street has beautiful white flowering plants that are poking over the top of her fence. I will definitely take a closer look today.
My eyes are able to see the beautiful colors of the blossoming flowers surrounding my house and the dazzling sunrise that rose into the sky the morning fresh air with a light breeze added to the beauty of this morning
The delicious taste of food shared at lunch together with some friends today. The beauty of the well-prepared variety of salad, some cheese and fried potatoes, the joyful company with my friends and the sun warming us while sitting outside the restaurant made the break a wonderful experience for all of us.
Every year I watch the maple leaves unfold outside these windows in the spring. It takes a few weeks to go from the red bud at the end of a gray branch, into tiny pops of red-bronze leaves, emerging like little lacy tents at the end of branches, then the color shifts to spring green, and daily those lacy tents get larger, and lastly open like umbrellas into a maple leaf canopy. I’ve been watching every spring for decades and I never tire of it. Some mornings are grey, a couple mornings have even been snowy with the snow sitting on the leaves, and some mornings are sunny with the sunrays coming low across the landscape. Some mornings are both sunny and breezy, so that the light and leaves dance together. It is like a musical piece, a symphony, that I get to hear every spring, gently progressing it’s melody towards summer.
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The paradoxical. The familiarity with what appears outwardly seems strong. The inward inquiry (seeing who I am) is a strangely physical experience. It is like an energy, it is like an empowering, a physical tone, an uplift, a rootedness, courage, a faring forth into the world. It is enlivening. The result of this is seeing the outward “familiar” as anew.
I am looking outside at the trees just beginning to leaf out, and the birds flying around them. It is very peaceful and I am grateful for the gift of sight.
Beautiful fluffy clouds in a beautiful blue sky and the decorative chain hanging in the center of my balcony
The gift of smelling a wonderful Byriani (Indian Dish) which a friend of mine is preparing for dinner in my kitchen
Yum! Enjoy, Hermann-Josef!
As it always seems to be with me, it is my sense of hearing that I feel most gifted by. Ironic since I suffer with tinnitus. But over the years I have been habituated to the ringing and on some very blessed days all is quiet. I always give thanks for the quiet days! Regardless, the meditative music that I have playing in the background during my morning devotions, along with the lovely sound of my bubbling Buddha fountain provide relief. This morning I am also enjoying the sound of the birds that have come to visit our feeders…spring has arrived here in the western U.S. 🌳🌼🌻🌺🐦
A yogi said the sound of tinnitus is ‘om’ – it’s wonderful to enjoy sound in the presence of tinnitus, Diane. That’s related to the main message of “The Beauty of Dusk – on vision lost and found” by Frank Bruni. I just finished it, and I recommend it.
MIca…thank you for sharing this. My therapist has shared that ringing in ears has been thought by some to be spiritual……messages from beyond. It’s an idea that I have been letting percolate. I want to always keep my heart open to mystery. Om Shanti friend.♥
I am about to go on a walk outside with my husband on a beautiful day, so I am thankful for the gift of vision to see all of earth’s beautiful creations
My sense of hearing. I am truly enjoying the quiet, the calm, the peaceful quiet, with occasional bird song, while I do my “morning thing”. I am blessed.
My hearing is giving me the gift of peace in this moment. By being able to trust my hearing, I am able to know that all is ok in my house and surroundings, despite not being able to see beyond my current room. There are no thuds, crashes, screams, or whimpers – only the sound of birds chirping, air flowing, computer softly buzzing, and cars driving in the distance.
My eyes are allowing me to see the bright sunshine lighting up the house, as well as the blue sky and the beautiful tree outside my window.
Having recently moved here, I am experiencing much of my immediate surroundings for the first time. As I sat down this morning, I noticed that my neighbor across the street has beautiful white flowering plants that are poking over the top of her fence. I will definitely take a closer look today.
My eyes are able to see the beautiful colors of the blossoming flowers surrounding my house and the dazzling sunrise that rose into the sky the morning fresh air with a light breeze added to the beauty of this morning
The delicious taste of food shared at lunch together with some friends today. The beauty of the well-prepared variety of salad, some cheese and fried potatoes, the joyful company with my friends and the sun warming us while sitting outside the restaurant made the break a wonderful experience for all of us.
My eyes are ready for my morning read … a new book at the ready.
💞
The warmth of my morning tea.
Every year I watch the maple leaves unfold outside these windows in the spring. It takes a few weeks to go from the red bud at the end of a gray branch, into tiny pops of red-bronze leaves, emerging like little lacy tents at the end of branches, then the color shifts to spring green, and daily those lacy tents get larger, and lastly open like umbrellas into a maple leaf canopy. I’ve been watching every spring for decades and I never tire of it. Some mornings are grey, a couple mornings have even been snowy with the snow sitting on the leaves, and some mornings are sunny with the sunrays coming low across the landscape. Some mornings are both sunny and breezy, so that the light and leaves dance together. It is like a musical piece, a symphony, that I get to hear every spring, gently progressing it’s melody towards summer.