sunrise outside. sunrise within.

witnessing yet another sweet and fabulous sunrise. sitting in a rocker. floor to ceiling windows. receiving a panoramic vista of the exquisite pre-dawn lights. where am i? at the departure gate in logan airport. ahhhh. the sun reaches everywhere. mirroring the inner self that reaches everywhere in the entire being wherever i happen to be. yet another bright and beautiful reminder that the darkness of worrying go away when i am aware of the sunshine of the inner self. the saffron disk enters into view, imbuing the fleet of red and blue southwest airplanes with a vibrant sheen. soon it spreads to the entire indoor area, touching everything and everywhere. i look around. people are doing all kinds of things. the same sunshine is all over them whether they are aware of it or not. in the same way. the inner self is shining my way all the time. all i need to do is to be aware of the inner sunshine.

dawn within. dawn without.

going home tomorrow. so looking forward to meditating in my own meditation closet. right off the bet i have to say wonderful, marvelous people have been opening up their homes to us and allowing us to use their kitchens in the way that work for us. let me put it this way. i would not have been a fraction as nice as all my hostesses if someone came into my kitchen with a suitcase of provisions and equipment, cooked their own food and drinks. anyway the supine meditation posture works out well. a couple of mornings back hwubby says just as i am about to close my eyes and go into meditation, look outside the window. i slightly turn my head. through the opening in the still dark vegetation i see a small patch of cloud being tainted orange-gold against the fish-belly-white pre-dawn sky. i realize i am watching miracle as it happens. contentedly i close my eyes and roam the miracle dawn within. the sweetness is nectarean.

i am a perfect moon reflecting the sun. 38 m + 19 m

for the record for future reference, it has taken 3 days after the travel to portland to return to my home meditation practice rhythm. it was like that for the previous trp as well.

this is precious knowledge. now i know there's no cause to worry when, during the first 3 days upon return, i can't get up as early as i'd like. there's nothing wrong with the body not budging. it's taking its time to do its thing. right, my intelligent body? and there's no need to panic when the mind, in the dark winter night, goes, o, i can meditate just as well lying down. it's just some residual habitual tendency. let it come as long as i let it go.

meditating on "sounds of silence" 38 m + 13 m

i'm reconstructing today's meditation experience from notes because network was down for most of the morning.

bad? yeah. really? i don't know.

the mind is on a seesaw for a little while and then a laser-sharp prompting cuts through. turn on hbo.

seeing stars in unexpected places. 38 m + 38 m

hwubby says, go look out the window, the sunrise.

it's frigid outside. who knew we could have a view of sublimely delicate dawn colors from a comfy bed in a nice and warm room?

equally unexpectedly the gray cityscape is dotted with stars. they are lights from several offices. but from this simple eye they are just as twinkly and sparkly.

a simple sunrise

deceptively.

it begins with a narrow band of matt orange gold smoothly striding across the fish belly white canvas that encompasses the above and below.

a cool, moist chiffon of breeze brings an intense perfume of night blossoms into the body, an exotic boost that reminds me that it looks plain to the eye but it's nothing short of extraordinary.

for a few of rounds of breath i hungrily drink in the intoxicating fragrance.

then something catches the eye.

the bulbous clouds are turning to gold starting with those facing east.

in a short while, dazzling gold nuggets are hanging above a blazing burning ball, so blinding that i have to close my eyes.

when i open them what i see is pure white brilliance pulsating supremely blissful light.

aaahhh, the same light that is ablaze in my own inner self.

the breath is now going out and coming in at an easeful pace, transporting living warmth between the outer and inner universe.

and thus begins a glorious day of double blessings: our wedding anniversary and hwubby's birthday.