One Minute - A Meditation

One Minute - A Meditation

One Minute - A Meditation

There is a window in the back bedroom of our apartment.
It looks out through leaves and swaying shadows,
across the open, sun-lit space between things,
and then, your vision lands on an illuminated brick building;
a fire escape climbing its exterior like ivy in the late afternoon.

If you come home at the end of a spring day,
when the sun is just right,
you can walk into that back bedroom with the lights off,
the quiet of that moment, sitting like cool air on the linen pillows,
the walls, a rich dark gray, like patient stone
and you can look out the thing space the window makes
and see the orange glow of the setting sun, drawing lines
with the metal steps and the single ladder that raises itself,
gently towards the sky

If you let yourself be still, and stand motionless against
the doorframe and breath slowly, watching the swaying shadows
and the amber light, you just might find a secret entry into eternity,
a threshold into a miracle, a line of sight into Mystery itself :::

The ordinary is saturated here with beauty and patience,
holding every bit of sadness and celebration as a larger whole

Take a minute and sit with your body and breath.

Literally. Take one minute.

Watch this one minute film, and then go find a place in your house or apartment where there is a breeze, or a slant of light on the floor, or the view of a road with passing cars or people, and just stand (or sit) and wait.

Relax.

Imagine your body full of light. Give yourself the freedom to find a common miracle unfold before you. In order to love the whole world, you must first love one thing, or one minute of a thing. In order to find Mystery in everything, you must first find Mystery in one thing. No small task, I know. But these small acts of love and attention work towards a greater whole, or compose a larger body. One minute can act as a key into eternity.

May find that one minute fully saturated and full of everything.
May you find it mysterious and life-giving.
May you find it strange and quieting.

Suffering as a Gateway - A Meditation

Suffering as a Gateway - A Meditation

Feature Friday - Amireh Rezaei-Kamalabad

Feature Friday - Amireh Rezaei-Kamalabad

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