Saturday brought sunshine and lovely temperatures to all of the shady the corners of our fair ville. I opened the windows wide, slipped a Joni Mitchell CD in the stereo, cranked it up and started my afternoon with a perfectly ripe pear. I ask you: does it get any better than that?!
Until my recent return to this apartment, I had forgotten how much I enjoyed standing in front of this south-facing kitchen window. How I love staring across the little divide between my building and the next, dancing around in my inner world. Such is the life of an introvert.
Yesterday was no different. Standing at this favorite spot, bathed in a pool of warmth and light and slurping bites of pear, I felt a flood of gratitude for...well...honestly, for my entire life. Truth be known, these are not rare moments for me.
But this time my sweet reverie of appreciation for unexplainable abundance was punctuated with acute awareness. In the very same moment, so many others across the world were experiencing profound suffering.
I find it challenging to not feel overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness these days. Current events serve up one generous helping of bad news after another. In my search for meaning, I look for lessons in that helplessness.
Perhaps it's about learning to hold both realities; to stay grounded in gratitude while simultaneously embracing the reality of others all across the world. In that moment, prayers bubbled up and took flight: that all beings might find anchors of courage, anchors of strength, anchors of hope to face the challenges they are now enduring...whatever they may be.
I see a theme in my lessons: something about developing the skill to maintain a degree of equanimity and perspective in the face of my own joys and difficulties; something about constantly remembering we share a common desire in this messy, complicated, rich, wonderful and mysterious life.
We're all just trying to do the same thing: be happy and avoid suffering. Bless us all for our efforts.
Wonder what other core lessons this kitchen window has in store?
Bon dimanche, dear readers,