Foreboding looking clouds this campervan morning. The sort that makes you think it’s going to rain sometime soon. Heavy and dark they crawl across the sky heading eastwards. Feels a tad cooler than the last few weeks, so the early morning coffee is most welcome. A thin breeze, provides the merest of shimmers in the trees. The aeroplanes are busy, they seem to be creating most of the noise and the backdrop for this mornings musings. A couple of magpies dart here and there, short staccato calls and then gone, a singular Robin sits close by broadcasting to the world. A squirrel rattles and shakes his way across the canopy. It feels like one of those indeterminate October mornings, a bit of a pause before something is about to occur. A shift in weather, seasons, life, who knows ? A dash about today, final bits and pieces before heading north this afternoon for some down time, before 10 days of community. So a wee bit distracted. As I say a sense of pause in the air, so an opportunity to think and reflect. It’s quite useful to sit in the pause, most mornings that’s what I do. Sit under the oak and pause for a while. Pause to take in the beauty around me and sit for a moment before the day is yet determined. Lori Deschene, her of ‘Tiny Buddha ‘ fame writes;
“ Practice the pause. Pause before judging. Pause before assuming. Pause before accusing. Pause whenever you're about to react harshly and you'll avoid doing and saying things you'll later regret.”
So this morning is about sitting in the pause, welcoming it onboard and perhaps trying to bring it into other areas of the day. Heading north so catch you from somewhere tomorrow. Lovely days people.
“ He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.” Albert Einstein.
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