Everyone has at least one.
There is, if we’re lucky, a brief time each morning when breakfast is eaten, dishes are washed and we settle down to read the paper. A treasured private moment before the day’s events begin to intrude.
On a busy street still as stone; calm and quiet; not alone.
It’s not the future, it’s not the past. All we have is now.
Hiding in the gloom of our lives are memories of things gone and yet to come. If we allow ourselves to be comfortable in this sometimes troubled low light place, slowly there will come peace.
Meditation quiets our “monkey” minds. My hope is that more people discover this lovely, powerful technique.