I am asked again today about ordinariness, about what it means to me, and how I find such joy and contentment there. Two quotes come immediately to mind.
One is by Emily Dickinson.
“To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.”
The other is by Franz Kakfa.
“It is not necessary that you leave the house. Remain at your table and listen. Do not even listen, only wait. Do not even wait, be wholly still and alone. The world will present itself to you for its unmasking, it can do no other, in ecstasy it will writhe at your feet. “
I live in stillness. I need it to renew. I feel the sky rest on the leaves of the tree. I feel it held there on the limbs so the tree can breathe, and we, ourselves hold air on our limbs gently, and breathe, while gravity gives a tug of support at our feet.
I remember when looking at a flower and feeling the place where the stamen and pistil meet was so strong in me I could barely stand the feel of those two fleshes reproducing in the ovary queen. I have learned to stand now in that stimulation.
I have participated in the medical world for a time. It has been my path. I have enjoyed learning about it, and I look forward to returning to the healing touch of the breeze and the trees, the sea and the beach, the mountains, valleys, and streams.
I love feeling my perspiration rise into the sky, and return through the rain to me.