Live True
Brown Belt
This morning I got up at o-dark thirty and had a chance to do my practice outside as the sun rose. The dew showed on the spiderwebs in the grass. The birds were waking up, and dogs were barking in the distance. The air had a crisp sharp tang to it. By the time I finished a slight steam was rising off my arms. It was a moment of sublime beauty and being "in the moment". It made the chill and the early hour meaningless.
I seem to remember a friend mentioning a similar experience involving a light rain and a New Orleans courtyard...it's simply one of those (wow...life is SO COOL!) moments.
How many of you have had that fleeting sublime moment in practice or otherwise? Would you care to share that with us?
If so, thanking you in advance.
I seem to remember a friend mentioning a similar experience involving a light rain and a New Orleans courtyard...it's simply one of those (wow...life is SO COOL!) moments.
How many of you have had that fleeting sublime moment in practice or otherwise? Would you care to share that with us?
If so, thanking you in advance.