As Pearl slept on me after a long fuss this afternoon, I read a few pages in Sue Monk Kidd’s Firstlight. This passage really got me. Or rather, I got it:
Someone pointed out to me that the words now, here, and nowhere have the same arrangement of letters, but differ when a small space is inserted. Likewise a fine space separates us from experiencing our life as nowhere or now here.
Attentiveness is entering fully the moment you are currently in, no matter how hassling or mundane, and simply being present with it.
A small space, a fine space. A breath. Seems everyone’s blogging/reading/writing/talking about breathing these days, and it’s no wonder. It’s what creates the difference between nowhere and now, here. Sue Monk Kidd also writes that the Chinese pictograph for busyness is “heart-killing.” Such a violent image.
I realized today that if I did 10 minutes of yoga a day, that would be five hours a month, equivalent to a weekly class.
May 2008 bring you many small and fine spaces.
May 2008 bring you long, boring stretches when you space out and accomplish nothing.
May 2008 bring you the sheer mundanity you long for in times of upheaval.
May 2008 bring good smells to your nostrils, warm food to your belly, beautiful images to your eyes, healing touches to your body, and sweet peace to your heart.
The divine, dream-filled, human in me sees the limitless spirit of love in you.