Imagination and meditationPosted: August 14, 2012 | |
Imagination is the eye of the soul.
~ Joseph Joubert
Most of the time I have no trouble coming up with a blog post, but today is not one of those days.
It’s not a matter of nothing to say. It’s more a matter of too much to say with no words to say it. But that’s what my photos are here to do. Help me express some of the beauty of my daily walks.
Let’s talk about praying mantises because I discovered something about them. I have been looking for them in the meadows, and having trouble finding them. That’s unusual. Last year I saw them just about everywhere.
As I looked for them this morning, I realized that it’s a lot like looking at those pictures that were so popular a number of years back. The kind where you stare at it and if you relax your eyes in just the right way, it goes from being a pattern to a 3D picture. Stereograms or 3D Hidden Art are two of the names I found for them after a quick Google search.
The harder I looked, the less likely I was to find a praying mantis. Once I gave up trying and allowed my eyes to relax, there they were, suddenly revealed as something out of place. The not-quite leaf on the goldenrod.
There is a lot of life going on in the meadows that shows up if you don’t try too hard to find it.
Meditation is a lot like that. The harder you try, the more the stillness you’re seeking slips away. As soon as you relax, listen to the breath, and be in the moment, there it is: The calm mind. At first it might be just a few seconds of stillness, in between breaths. With practice, those moments grow longer until you feel as though you are stretching out into infinity.
Look! Look! Look deep into nature and you will understand everything.
~ Albert Einstein
It’s been raining off and on throughout the day. The weather folks are saying we still have a rain deficit. I already know that from looking at the pond. Grasses and other meadow plants are starting to grow where there used to be water. I often wonder how long it takes a pond to turn into a marsh and then a meadow. Life moves pretty quickly at times, and I suspect it wouldn’t take long in the grand scheme of things.
Join me in the pure atmosphere of gratitude
~ Hafiz of Shiraz
Well, that wasn’t so difficult after all. Words tend to flow once I get started, even if this post did wind up going all over the place. Thanks so much for visiting on this rainy afternoon. I hope today has brought you beauty and at least a few moments of stillness.