The ‘Pigeon Tree’

The Pigeon Tree, pictured here shortly before daybreak, is where the Wood Pigeons settle, keep lookout, preen, warm up at dawn, jostle, joust, coo, woo, flirt and mate.

Yesterday, cold or not, a pigeon pair was making love on the same horizontal branch they all prefer.

The Pigeon Tree looks fast asleep. But in truth, the roots are out of sight, busy with symbiotic fungal activity. At the cell boundaries of the millions of root hairs, new nourishment is being created.

As the days lengthen, so signals from the silence in the tree will be travelling down, and up will begin the dance of Spring. All new as new again.

So it is with the stillnesses I am subject to.

No new impulses, nothing to report. I pass in a car and I am the hitch hiker I see at the side of the road.

I do not know where my journey will go next.

My mind often plays the Mind Card on which it is written that nothing is coming and so I am going nowhere.

In truth the journey never stays still. I should remind myself it begins with my every breath.

With my breathing, is my beating heart.

My journey is billion coloured alongside all the other journeys!

My sometimes imperceptible journey is the ever dancing dance

~ Love is present EveryNow

{  With grateful acknowledgement to Magdalena Atkinson, my Shakti Dance teacher, whose theme of unseen regeneration was my inspiration for these words  }

🌱 In the cradle of now 💚

🌱 In the cradle of now 💚

In the cradle of now, I see what the newborn baby shows me. The baby observes – for the very first time – everything. O eyes! O smell! O touchy surface!

With first observations, comes an element of surprise. Surprise arrives in all octaves, in many keys and at all different volumes.

So. I am walking in a tranquil forest, say, the New Forest. I am at peace, I am hardly present in myself.

Consequently, I am not on the lookout, not on my guard. Then this sudden noise! A branch snaps underfoot.

My surprise at being surprised is one thing. The snap extracts me from within my stillness, and I am instantly conjoined with the greater forest.

Surprise itself surprises me during the moment of my surprise.

The entirely other thing is that outside-surprise penetrates my peace. My peace, thus penetrated, lights up somewhat in the way a glowing cuttlefish displays to its mate !

When I am fortunate to have stillness inside, quietly experiencing and observing the unattached flow of my thoughts and emotions, that is when the furniture of my physical location, and my connections to the people I meet, specially my friends and family and those I hold dear to my heart, assume a kaleidoscopic reality.

All exists in total containment of the moment. All is bathed in the glowing light of love.

Life larger than life… surprise is unending in the cradle of now.

~ Love’s presence EveryNow