Sunday, January 31, 2010

The Power of Looking Outwatd

Walking around Phoenix Lake, my body and mind open, receiving every sensation. Two weeks of rain saturate each molecule of moss, blade of grass, grain of tree bark, and vein of the countless leaves. My eyes feast on the lush radiance. in...the earth's richness inundate my senses.

Then, of its own volition, consciousness turns. The rays of creation no longer converge on the point of "me." Instead, seeing radiates from my eyes, touch flows from my fingers. It all moves from stillness and peace into stillness and peace. For a moment, my wants are traded for nature's wants. My delights shift to nature's delights. This turn of awareness is not driven by guilt or strain or sacrifice. It is simply perceiving the life energy already circulating through every grain of creation. For a moment I am free of my mind's nagging concerns. I am but one of countless portals through which life flows into itself. I am at peace with what is because I am what is. I am what is continuously dissolving and continuously emerging. For a moment, this rotation of awareness turns my life into Life.


  1. O, but to live life like this, Tony!! "I am at peace with what is because I am what is." I feel this in moments of meditation, in moments of connecting with nature as you've so eloquently described here, and in moments of pure, unconditional love. I will keep this in my mind this week when frustrations come about...

    Thank you for this gift.

  2. Beautiful, Tony. Thank you for sharing this so well. I begin my workday richer, having breathed in your words.

  3. Ah, in another career lifetime (actually, community development, interestingly enough), study resources included the poetry of D.H. Lawrence, such as "We are transmitters of life," including such lines as:
    "And if, as we work, we can transmit life into our work, life, still more life, rushes into us to compensate, to be ready, and we ripple with life through the days."
    Thanks for your poetry, and the reminder of living in correct exchange with the Life of which we are part.