It's one of those very quiet Sunday mornings again.
I enjoy going through other peoples blogs, watch Mika play and racing around and I look out of the window every now and then.
It's "grey" outside.
At least it seems to be, that's how we like to describe it...
A thick blanket of clouds "sits" between earth and sun.
Nature seems to be asleep.
I see a few birds flying from tree to tree, hopping from branch to branch.
The air is thick and there are no shadows.
In reality it is not grey outside.
That is just what our mind makes of it.
We love sunshine, we love warmth and color around us.
And if the sun is "missing", we call it "grey".
We do name a lot of things "grey" if we don't like them.
We like to be able to see clear.
We like to be able to see where the light ends and the shadows begin.
We like to have the knowing that something is either black or white.
We don't like it when things are "grey", when they are not clear to us.
We don't really like it when we don't understand, when we are not able to have a clear explanation in our heads.
Grey is mysterious to us.
We don't like it if there are no shades.
(I'm wondering..... Is it because we can hide so well in those shadows??)
Light and darkness cooperate to produce those shades that our senses pick up instantly, that we look for and are drawn to constantly.
I hear a flock of geese. I love it when they fly over our house.
There are not much sounds on such a quiet sunday morning, it seems.
But as soon as i focus, concentrate, I can hear a lot.
Every now and then a car is going by our house.
I hear the ticking of the clock, the heating installation down in the basement underneath the living room.
I hear water dripping from the roof above and the turning van that tries to cool my laptops processor.
I notice my own breathing now, the gentle noise that is produced by air going into my nose and coming back out.
And between all those noises, there it is.
It is in the space between everything.
I can hear it sometimes, this silence.
I can even see it sometimes, as strange as this sounds, that is the truth.
Silence is in between black and white, darkness and light, thought and anticipation.
Silence seems to be in the grey that we so often resent, that we even fear sometimes.
There is no reason to fear or resent the grey.
We need to welcome it when ever we find it or when it finds us.
We will feel the silence when we are open for it.
Silence brings peace to our hearts and minds.
This past week was interesting, filled with insights and ups and downs.
As we move along with the universal flow, we make life and reality our own.
We seek faith in everything, because it's the only way we can make a difference.
It's the only way we can make ourselves visible in a positive way.
The energies we radiate influence others.
When we realize that, it's time to act.
It's time to take on responsibility.
Energies flow back and forth.
If I am influencing others, my surroundings, in a positive, implicit and unconscious way, I will be "rewarded" with that same energy coming back to me.
Isn't that a nice thought?!
Have a great Sunday everyone!
I don't want to withhold this picture from you...
It's our lovely Cleo, showing off her brand new jacket!