Nothing but the present moment.
I don’t have much to say today. That’s what came up when I sat down to write. That was it.
I challenged it and questioned it and pottered around for 3 hours doing jobs expecting more to come.
(Because you know me and I know me.)
But nope, that was it. That is what came up to be said today.
“I don’t have much to say today.”
It didn’t come up with the feeling of not being able to grasp what is there either. Or of having detached from what might be there in order to protect, preserve and replenish my energy.
It came up with a smile around it. Because this is a good thing. This is what we work and aim and hope for.
To be able to open up and create a space to hear and see and be with whatever needs us to be and to occasionally find nothing there.
Nothing waiting to jump into the space we’ve created and opened up. Nothing waiting to be processed and expressed.
Nothing there but the present moment.
Monks make it their full time job to hold this space and focus solely on keeping it clear. I’m a Mum of three with two part-time jobs and I’m ecstatic to get to touch it occasionally!
To be reminded that it is possible, that it exists and that I am capable of knowing it.
(Turns out there is a little bit to say about not having much to say after all.)
