The conscious journey is about the light touch. No grinding and gritting the teeth, the way we do when we first start out because the terrain is unknown. We feel lost or overwhelmed, but we keep on. This time we’re not giving up, no matter what. Like that clock ticking in the background – we’ve got to hurry.
Yes, we created the illusion of time but it’s a damn good illusion. It doesn’t let us be. We certainly can’t watch the grass growing, what an absolute waste of time!
Then, of course, there are those times. The times when we feel low and discouraged, when the mind grind doesn’t stop even when we reach the bottom most rungs of miserable, when we’ve judged ourselves for the umpteenth time for that incredibly awkward thing we did last Tuesday which led to this altercation and that wretched outcome.
That’s when you might consider sipping a delicious elixir, while contemplating your knee. There has to be some wisdom gained from that awesome part of the body. Just that, an easy gaze, maybe even a loving one, not letting your mind flit anywhere else till a deep calm and peace settles into you.
They say time is an illusion. You say, that’s true.
