Words are things that sometimes are enough.
I didn’t see home until the early hours. Those signs of Christmas keep happening and a friend had a get-together. Nothing like pulling a few couches together and talking the night away. When I got home I tried to write and found myself waking up with my finger on one key.
After 8 months of daily writing, I now know I can catch up the next morning. Would I go to the Quaker meeting or would I catch up on writing? I thought I can always write but I’ll have to wait until next week for the next meeting. I decided the writing could wait while I waited in silence.
Waiting in silence can tell you many things including how you are. The hour felt quite laboured. I was restless. It is the opposite to trying to sleep though you still keep looking at the clock to see the time. Usually, a point comes after 10 or so minutes when I drop into my centre. Centre? I suppose it is the place I feel the observer. The observer in the sense that as I watch the world I am watching from inside yes even myself. The centre is the place I feel one with all of creation. I am aware of the body in which I reside but I am beyond this body.
Anyway this morning I am not sure I found my centre. Then the words came. They almost surprised me. A friend in her nineties spoke. She recalled how the week previous a friend had shared with her his experience of seeing a shaft of light come through some trees as he walked to work. He took a photo and although she has limited sight she was able to see something of what he spoke.
It brought to mind a poem she had learned as a child
Salutation to the Dawn
- Attributed to Kalidasa
Look to this day!
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence:
The bliss of growth;
The glory of action;
The splendor of achievement;
For yesterday is but a dream,
And tomorrow is only a vision;
But today, well lived, makes every yesterday
a dream of happiness,
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
That was enough for me I could hang on to this while struggling to find my centre.