The day is quiet, laying before me like an open book. Rather than do, do, do, my quest resides deeper staying in one place a very long time. With sneakers on, uncharacteristically ready for action, Samuel asks, “Do you want to go biking?”
Wanting stillness and peace, not action, I respond, “I’m not ready. I have to eat, get dressed, then meditate.”
“Well, I don’t like it when it gets too hot,” he says, adding, “I’m going.”
Good. Time alone today is a good thing, opening the windows after he leaves because he said keep them shut so it stays cool. There’s cool, then then there’s cool when feeling so chilly a sweater is needed.
It is summer, and after the stickiness that made me happy to have air conditioning, today is just a nice summer day to be enjoyed fully… windows open.
Sometimes in my efforts to please even just one other person, my self is lost in the shuffle. Sometimes compromise means giving up too much, so much the internal forces are not at peace which equates to unhappy.
Sometimes the business of placing so much effort each day in moving my body more, the pleasure is lost in the doing instead of being.
So today come back home and experience the satisfaction of each moment without pressure.