via Zen Dot Studio
As I sit and meditate I have moments of being mindful/staying present in the moment. Glimpses. I feel within myself a spaciousness that allows me to observe without reacting. I can observe what is happening right now without wishing it were different. I can enjoy the pleasant without trying to grasp onto it as I know it will change. I can accept the unpleasant without being fearful that it’ll never end, because it will. These moments are enough to sustain me.
Enough. These few words are enough.
If not these words, this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here.
This opening to the life
we have refused
again and again
David Whyte, Where Many Rivers Meet