This is about an interesting
drive I had last fall to see the colors of the mountains.
I woke up about 5:00 am on that day and you can look out at the world
and everything is quiet. . . Because it
is so early in the morning, the brain has not really kicked in yet. It is kind
of quiet inside. . . All the problems
have just disappeared. . . They are just
not there. . . Perfect peace and quiet. . .
Later on, as I was driving:
The sun is shining and it is warm.
. . I know it is going to be one of those days
Everything just seems to go right.
I am driving down the road and I am already getting into that automatic pattern
where my hands just know what they are doing.. I know the way that I need to go, because I
do not even have to think about it... All I can do is allow my attention to drift
across the road to the other car that happens to be there and to just enjoy the
sunshine,. . . and beautiful greenery along the road
which I have not seen for such a long, long time. . . While I am driving
comfortably, peacefully with all my attention focused on the road, the
direction that I am heading in. I
do not feel the miles and time. . . just comfortable
enjoyment. . . I am feeling that this is
just going to be one of those wonderful experiences that I need to share.
I like driving in the Fall. . . the leaves are turning color and whole forest with
leaves readying for the new growth of Spring.
Brilliant reds, oranges, yellows . . . Green . . . The deep blue sky above . .
. Like all the colors of the rainbow. . .
The white light of the Sun makes all the colors of the rainbow, but at
night it is black. . .
You could think you have nothing or
everything at once, or remember there is a whole spectrum in between. . .
At a forest rest stop, watching the
colorful hillside, I imagine what it is like to be a caterpillar on a leaf. . .
What is it like. . .to rest comfortably on a leaf and be nourished by the leaf, high up in the
tree? What is it like to look down at
the rest of the forest, to see all around? All the animals scurrying
around, so busy, in a hurry. You
want to just tell them slow down. You gotta make the morning last? . . . Just be looking for fun.
. . feelin
relaxed. . . unconcerned. . .All the
pathways run through the woods like a maze. How many different ways there really
are to get from one place to another?
All are hidden when you are down on the ground yourself. . .
Imagine your leaf letting go of the
tree. . . You can float gently down upon
the soft breeze, riding it easily---a gentle see. . .saw. . .rock. . .ing. . .as you float down---deeper. . . down. . . drifting
easily and comfortably. . .all the way down. . . You notice how nicely the leaf supports your
body. . . I do not know if you would
feel very light, as you continue to float, or feel a kind of comfortable
heaviness as you drift down and further down. . . You feel comfortable relaxation as you drift
down. . .
As the leaf settles gently on the
ground, you might wonder where you are going next. . . In response to Alice's "I do not know which
way?" Wonderland's Chesire
Cat said "Well it does not much matter which way you go then." . . .
The caterpillar crawls onto a bush
and begins to spin a cocoon. I wonder
what it is like to nestle comfortably and easily in that cocoon—sort of like
being somewhere in the middle of nowhere. . . In the middle of nowhere you can
let go of doubt, let go of worry, of demands, of fears, or pressures. . . Your mind knows exactly how to take you there.
. . There is nothing you need to do. . . There is no one to question, criticize,
evaluate, or judge you here. . . All the wisdom, the answers, and solutions,
all the pieces of the puzzle come together here... You know "I can do it" I have the energy, I am
just right, I can take charge, I can solve this. The puzzle comes together here. . .
For a moment, just reflect on all
of the positive aspects of yourself: your creativity, your intelligence, your
talents. . . People see you as a good
friend, a good worthwhile person. . .
Just imagine yourself doing. . .
See yourself confident, certain of your abilities, very certain, your
correctness, certain of your talents, and appeal. . .
New awareness is like planting a
seed in the garden. . . You know you
can put that seed into the ground, cover it, provide it with water and
sunlight. From that point on there is not
much you can do. Water it and pull away
the weeds. . . You can not tell the plant how to
grow. One day you look and see the
results. You see it and understand. . . You know that some important work has been
going on without your help. . . And this
work will continue. . . Likewise your mind will continue to work and learn for
you long after these seeds have been planted, and nurtured with needed watering.
. .
When the caterpillar comes out of the cocoon, a
transformation has taken place. It emerges as a bright, beautiful butterfly,
with all the colors of the rainbow. You gotta know when it is time to let go of what you no longer
need. . . You gain new freedom. . . The butterfly flies high above the trees, one
tree to another. With such ease of movement, such flexibility.
. .you can look at life from so many different perspectives...
Oh my imagination runs away. Where did the time go?
I was hungry and remembered a
restaurant a few miles back. Upon
entering the restaurant I hear the clanging of pots and pans, the smell of
food, and the noise of many people talking. Feeling refreshed, relaxed, alert, and simply fantastic, I told the
waitress that I wanted some country fried steak.