BE-ing Stillness

Several times in the last few days I have come across others writing about 'falling backwards'. The repetition is not by accident; of that I am sure.

Falling backwards requires complete trust. Or the possibility of broken wrists. Facing forward and trusting that whatever is behind us will offer a soft place to land. And knowing that the falling isn't what will harm us; resistance to the fall is what creates injury.

A spiritual Nestea plunge.

Am I trusting enough in those moments of free-fall to notice and observe my reaction, and to accept the fall? Can I enjoy the journey on the way down?

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I awaken to the sound of silence. Peaceful, blissful soul stillness. The world has not yet awakened, except for a lone raven's call from high in the cedars.

I rise without a word, thankful for the quietness. In meditative moments of mindfulness and solitude, I feed the animals, care for the plants. Mindful walking. Mindful drinking - yin/yang water. Mindful collecting firewood and stoking the morning fire. Mindful of contributing to the stillness, not crashing over it.

I do not speak; morning is a time for silence. My actions are gentle, my steps non-intrusive.

Awareness and thankfulness of BE-ing stillness in the sacred Morning.

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