the divine wisdom of perfect timing
A flurry of deaths and uncertain lifespans within the space of a few short weeks. I observe the chaos of reactions around me, and I attempt to maintain my own silence. I find myself tempted to react too. I come close to being drawn into the chaos, but retreat from it just in time. Why bother? What good will it do?
I am here do what needs to be done. I make my own decisions instead of resenting others for trying to take control. My walk is my own; I honour it and celebrate it with gentleness.
So I return to the Silence and wait. Do what is in front of me. Observe. Wait some more.
And in the Silence I find peace.
There is no reason to push the river. Everything is happening in it's own perfect timing. Look past the illusion of "right" or "wrong" timing, and honour the natural flow of things.
Aho.