It’s the stillness that we observe
Because we feel intolerance of waiting
We bounce like a ball, one silliness to another
Not unlike a series of romantic interludes
While rafting in white waters
We can be swept from one swirl to another
Racing the heart perilously close to scare
Before finding a sweet flow of comfort.
We fall silent once more
Attend to the present
Embracing the moment
We arrive at reality.
We mistake our will, it’s power, as savior to attainment
Once ignorant we discover achievement, knowledge
We forget limits to our powerful striving
Little miracles carry us over the last hurdle.
Every step carries a gift of gratitude
Every step an act of praise
Where all our bewilderment come from
Where we bring our final homage.
“The devil also took him to a high place and showed him all the kingdoms of the world in an instant. He told Jesus, “I will give you all this authority, along with their glory, because it has been given to me, and I give it to anyone I please. So if you will worship me, all this will be yours.”-Luke 4:5-7
We have temptation like this often. Maybe not this magnitude but still a temptation.
“The essence of being grateful is accepting what is. Obviously we are not just talking about saying “Thank you” – we are talking about that inner gesture, that inner attitude from which saying “thank you” springs when it is genuine.
That, of course, implies being in the now. “What is, is always now,” as T.S. Eliot says so beautifully in The Four Quartets. “The all is always now.” That seems obvious, but it is very important to remind ourselves that All Is Always Now. If it isn’t now, it is not. It was or will be, but it is not. Whatever is, is now. So accepting what is means being in the now, and being in the now means dissolving the illusion of our little ego. And that’s the goal of all practices! When you’re in the now, this little “me” dissolves, because it feeds on past and future. ”