The period when we are in our own bubbles, in ‘control’, not doing all we can, is one which is thought provoking.
We had spent the whole day outdoors – talking to a friend, looking at the sky and the colors of the dried grass and the exceptionally clear skies through which we could see mountains on the horizon. We observed cows grazing from a distance – they looked like tiny 1-centimeter sculptures fixed to the ground. We saw huge anthills. We saw the fleeting shadows of floating clouds as if they were the footprints of the wind. We slowed time down that day.
Sometimes, just the basics, the open sky, the vast field, a beach, the ocean, the simplest of colors, makes us think of how tiny our thought process is and how much more we are capable of. There is so much to be done, so much to be seen, so much to be learnt, and, unlearnt.
We are like the proverbial frogs in a well who can see just a patch of the sky from within the well and how it considers that its world. Does it think the sky is a circle? To quote from the absolutely brilliant book ‘Zen and the art of Motorcycle Maintenance’ – “We take a handful of sand from the endless landscape of awareness around us and call that handful of sand the world”.
Here’s looking forward to new experiences and thoughts to reflect and introspect on.