The Pleasure or The Company

The ground is covered in sycamore and fig leaves, and there’s a certain crispness in the air. I’m sitting outside for the first time in a while, listening to the birds and the squirrels. While off in the distance I can hear the roar of log trucks and other traffic heading down the highway. My fingers are cold and the keyboard a little sensitive to my touch as I search for the words to describe this day.

I don’t know exactly what’s going through my mind other than what I’ve already described. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt like this; nothing mystical mind you, just open to what awareness is bringing me. We waste so much time trying to describe out lives beyond what we can see. I’ve spent so much time just trying to figure shit out. But maybe it's not up to us try to figure anything out. Maybe life simple flows how it flows.
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For a moment give yourself the freedom to just accept things as they are. Then listen to the voice that’s buried deep in your soul. If you feel balance and harmony, then everything’s okay. But if something feels out of place, then search yourself and your surroundings for the answer. A simple breath is often all I need to know peace. There’s a certain grace in silence, don’t just sit there and deny yourself the pleasure or the company.