Another entry for you, Alice, as your teachings continue to unfold.
Noticing comes naturally as I practice slowing down. You once said to me,
“You don’t have to do anything. Just let the layers unfold until your radiant soul shines through.”
Slowing down allows the light of consciousness to flow more freely; my attention, in a more relaxed and diffuse state, picks up sounds, scents, images that I wouldn’t ordinarily notice.
So, I return your poem to you with my pictures.
rYour poem, my pictures
Or were there time enough
to sleep and dream
and mull the mind
on things as they might seem —
(and stumble on our guilts)
How simple then to walk the night
and touch the stars or taste the dew
smile at such gifts
and count ourselves among the few
and sing to others what they miss:
It’s this! It’s this!
Everything was opening its secrets to me in silence, without a word. Everything shone in my heart now instead of my head. The more I appreciated, the more I could see. It was a whole new way of learning, by listening to silence. ao, The Beejum Book
5 thoughts on “Noticing”
thanks for this, Eve… she’s a great being, our aol, isn’t she?
She is, indeed.
Oh love the poem. Thank you.
Thank you for this, Eve. I still have one of Alice’s poems hanging in my classroom, a reminder of our visit to this remarkable woman.
Pythagoras at the Kitchen Door!