Yesterday, I took down our synthetic Christmas tree and put it away. Today, the sun streamed through the glass doors of our dining room and pasted little lines of golden glow on the pinkish carpet where the tree once stood. As I sat there, eating my breakfast, I though that this would be a great atmosphere to meditate in.
I finished breakfast and returned to the spot, crossed my legs, closed my eyes and began to breath. I still find it difficult to clear my head and remain thoughtless for a prolonged period of time, and frequently I find myself searching for things to meditate on. Today, however, an opportunity presented itself.
As I sat there, eyes closed, breathing deep, I realized the profound silence around me. My house is generally occupied by two parents with severe hearing deficits, so any audio/visual apparatus is maxed out on volume. Needless to say, its extremely noisy! But not this morning. The silence seemed to tell me to listen and to calm down. It was then that I noticed just how many intricate noises exist in the structure I live under.
I noticed the hum of the old computer, coupled with that of the refrigerator pump. Deeper into the meditation I could discern the popping and crackling noises of the wood beneath the walls as they fluctuated with the morning sun's warmth. Some pops were very loud! Outside I could hear the distant thunder of cars on Rt. 1...thank heavens they felt distant!
Although it was a short meditation, my house feels slightly more alive than usual, connected to the temperature outside and the stressed placed upon it by a universe that it and I are intricately connected to!
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