The window

The mind whirls, the cogs ticking. I think about what this all means.  What is this mindful life? how can I analyse it? how can I put it into words?  Nothing comes, the words are there but I can’t quite string them all together so I stop and look out of the window.  I have moved my little desk upstairs, in front of the window that looks out to the back, over the houses to the edge of the town and the trees on the hill.

My mind tells me this is wrong, you can’t just sit and stare out of the window, a memory flashes up so vivid now. That day I was sat in History class. I was bored so was staring out of the window, out to the school playing field and the trees beyond. I got told off by the teacher.

A little voice inside starts to speak, it is a voice that used to be so, so quiet. I could never hear it but over the last few years  its got a bit louder.  It is a voice of compassion, gentle, warming, kind and from the heart.

“You are here my friend not there, it is gone, all is ok. That feeling of wrong is just a memory.   What was wrong then, is not wrong now”

I look out of the window, here in this moment. I look over the rooftops to the trees on the hill, branches all bare hibernating for winter, their tops gently swaying in the breeze.

A plane passes overhead and in that moment a flock of birds soar up from one of the trees and then disappear out of view. Three big pigeons waddle across the top of a roof.

Beyond, the clouds roll by in colours of grey, blue, white and yellow.  It starts to rain, little droplets forming on the window, the pitter-patter sound on the roof above.

Simple, nothing special, so easy to miss but oh so beautiful.

What is this mindful life? The words still haven’t come, but here in this very moment looking out of the window, a feeling of joy bubbles up inside.

Maybe it needs no words, just an experience. A fleeting moment in time.  It can’t be grasped at, held on to, intellectualised and dissected.

A window, a little moment in time.

Maybe it is just this.

 

 

 

Author: Roger

In 2015 I set out on a mission to uncover a life of happiness and contentment. Little did I know then that for years, I had been looking for it in all the wrong places. My Blog, The Mind Shed, tells the true story of this mission, a mission that will last a life time but involves going nowhere, just right here in this moment, the only moment we have. www.themindshed.co.uk inspiration for a happy life

5 thoughts on “The window”

  1. So many of my favourite child memories are being outside and switching off, sitting on a fence on the edge of the woods overlooking the hills, or lying in a grass field watching the clouds float past in a blue sky with the sound of wind in the grass,

    You reminded me of this months and months ago and I try have5 mins a day where i sit and watch, take it all in, remind myself of the wonder of life and how lucky we are.

    Keep it up Roger, all these little prompts, reminders, little sparks all help me build a much bigger change, appreciate it and enjoy your Monday coffee

    G

    1. Thank you for your comment Graham, makes me happy reading your words and hearing that all these little ramblings help you to create a bigger change. I love those little moments when we can just be, to watch in awareness. Thankyou, just making the Monday Coffee now listening to the rain on the window. I wish you a wonderful week ahead. R ?

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