It’s been a hot day, I need exercise in the cool of the evening. I go for a brisk walk. At length, I find myself walking quickly, mind engaged on some problem or other, unaware of the surroundings.
With that awareness I step back, internally rather than literally. I become engaged with the world around. Trees become alive. My walk has a smoother quality, a bit slower, somehow deeper. Birds are singing their evensong. A breeze arises and then falls away. A blackbird forages close by in the hedge. The full moon is full of meaning as it skates between the branches and hides behind buildings, to reappear in the gaps.
I interpret this as the difference between living in the world and living in the mind’s abstractions, living with the whole brain-body, not just the left brain.
Featured image of blackbird by Stulli, via Wikemedia Commons
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Welcome to mindfulness, the core of Buddhism and Stoicism. Apply it to drinking a glass of wine, watching a sunset, sitting in your garden etc. It always used to make me laugh seeing people in a gym on a bike or treadmill watching a video on their iPad, texting people …. anything but focusing on the moment or WHY they were in the gym!
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