There’s really no excuse for not having posted here in almost two months.
Life being life and expressing as Life often does in ways that are unexpected, inescapable and totally all encompassing. But unlike the premise of that video about overusing cell phones there are times when levels of recording and capturing the moment are critical and fun even!
…but other times attempts to capture just get in the way of experiencing the moment in its entirety.
Being in a Moment
For example, the other day I was sitting on the swing outside my house, drinking in a moment of vitamin D and butterfly watching, when I noticed a rustle in the bush next to me. As I peered into the hues of greens and browns my eyes begin to make out the presence of a long green snake, slowly twisting its way up towards a bunch of curled brown leaves, which I suspect had some snake-deliciousness within their curves. I watched the snake approach the leaves and stick its long pink tongue inside. Retracting the tongue it munched then turned to watch me as it chewed. At one point opening its mouth wide (which I really wanted to interpret as a smile, but I have no way of knowing if snakes exchange emotion or if that was simply the curvature of its mouth).
I sat there staring at this snake and then this Bruno Mars song played in my head, which made me laugh out loud. And no lie, the snake nodded its head, then turned back to the leaves. I laughed again, thought how amazing that would have been to post on Facebook and then shrugged realizing that it was more amazing to just experience.
But the desire to come back to this blog and share insights and questions about how peace shows up in everyday life only faded for awhile….now I’m back… with much ado about EVERYTHING!
BIG questions that murmur…
On a recent Super Soul Sunday, Oprah asked Maya Angelou if she had a favorite word, and Dr. Angelou replied, “Yes, I like the word ‘murmur.’ You can’t shout murmur, you have to murmur, murmur.”
Lately I’ve been simmering on the topics of…
what it means to be human…
how we came to exist…
why I am here…
Yes those big existential questions that often blend the sources of how we derive answers which makes scientists uneasy and religious folks uncomfortable. I think that is because the complete answer isn’t found in science or religion, but in experience. And unlike science and religious debaters, experience murmurs.
It murmurs underneath the gratitude of a sick friend’s reception of your visit.
It murmurs behind a harvest moon at dawn.
It murmurs within the caress of a beloved.
It murmurs in between the million questions a four-year-old asks in the span of a day (and this is probably a low estimation).
It murmurs on the breeze of joy, the cramps of deep laughter and the curiosity upholding change.
And you can’t shout at Life. You just listen. And smile. And stare at the whole world for awhile.
Because it’s all kind of amazing. Just the way it is.