Our noisy outer world is but a reflection of the noise inside: our incessant need to be occupied, to be doing something.
Three Types of Laziness, Tenzin Palmo
Sit with me. Let’s say nothing at all.
There is nothing that must be said.
The impulse to comment on weather,
we’ll feel it rise and melt away.
The weather will do what the weather does,
will rain, will shine, will hail.
Perhaps we will feel the need
to comment on the light or to wonder
when things will be different than they are now
or to worry about all the problems
that we will never be able to fix.
Urgency only lasts so long before
it disappears. How did we ever
believe we belonged anywhere
but here? Though the rain
is gone, the scent of rain persists.
If we are quiet long enough,
it will say everything that must be said.
Rosemerry Trommer
https://ahundredfallingveils.com/2016/05/16/one-way-to-spend-an-afternoon-together/
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