|Mar. 20th, 2010 11:49 am The rhythm of life|
Today I wanted to do something special to celebrate the Spring Equinox, which occurred at 10:32 a.m. PDT. At about 10 a.m. I walked up the hill to Ina Coolbrith Park and sat on a bench. I just sat there and looked at the view and the flowers. A lady jogged by slowly, passing me about once every minute for at least twenty minutes. I just breathed and listened to the rhythm of her footsteps. A young woman wearing earbuds and walking her basset hound stopped and stood directly in front of me and made a cell phone call. I just breathed and watched the dog munching on the grass. 1 note - Make notes
A church bell chimed the half hour. I finally got up and went to a bench a little higher up the hill, out of earshot of the girl on the phone. I pressed my palms together, lifted my face to the sun, and breathed deeply several times, trying to be in the moment, observing the passing of the seasons.
Afterward, the calm and mindfulness remained as I ran errands. Sirens, car alarms, cigarette smoke, crowded sidewalks - I noticed them all, but they didn't make me as antsy and irritable as they usually do. I just took them in stride, as part of the rhythm of life.