There is such sweetness
in sitting, doing nothing.
Allowing my internal reality
to unpack itself.
To lay out, on the trading blanket
this and that:
walking on the sand with my sisters
circling Bellrock at sunset,
walking Tyler wearing a fox fur hat.
Love shared,
love received.
In the sweetness
of doing nothing,
the mind chatters
until it winds down
and drops into the heart.
Space opens,
energy moves out
in all directions.
It breathes in,
it breathes out.
The “it” is the LIGHT.
And behind the
breathing in and out ,
is the light running
through the prana tube,
our essence,
the pillar that
connects heaven and earth
through us.
Prana or light energy
flows up from Tera
and down from the heavens,
meeting in our heart
then radiating out!
There is such sweetness
in doing nothing.
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
January 24, 2011
Dedicated to Susan G and Rob, searching for that Italian word that means the sweetness of doing nothing. Thank you.
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