The most beautiful thing about life at times is the quiet of moments.
When we are along. Our phones and devices in a different room.
Laying down in our beds. Sitting in familiar or unfamiliar spaces.
Light or dark outside we come sewn into the moment.
Our thoughts like clouds floating through the vast sky of our minds, we can’t grasp any of them - impossible.
They continue to move, shape and expand without any permission.
Being where we are without judgment or expectations.
In these spaces, we learn and awaken to the world and what it means to be human.
Observational Practice: Notice what you do when there isn’t anything “to do”.