A new day_
Sitting quietly as sunshine fills the room
and from nowhere, here you are again.
I don’t know your name, but I call you happiness.
Anyone can see that you are made of wonder.
So, I wonder, I wonder into wonder, and like always,
by degrees, surrender to you, the nameless one
who whispers from the inside:
‘Stop measuring everything.
Abide in the unborn, where everything is new.
In the end, there is nothing but beauty.’
-Ojai, CA 12/21/21
Much appreciation for this meditation, Mike, which points to the ultimate.
Abiding in feelings of wonder and gratitude for This is how happiness feels to me.
Thoughts as if coated with Teflon flow by without sticking, barely being noticed. Just another source of wonder. And gratitude for language and conceptual thinking. And for their slip-sliding away.
Abiding in feelings of wonder and gratitude can be labelled as happiness, or peace, or bliss, or ease, or acceptance (of all that is). I find even negative emotions – grief, pain, hurt and sorrow – can be experienced with wonder and gratitude and accepted as what is.
I’m inclined to think that it all flows from grace. Pure gift. Not the result of striving, or efforting, or journeying the spiritual path. Just one day it appears – so ordinary, so close. And I think, how could I have missed this for so long.
Beautiful to start my day with these words