When I arrived in Wisconsin, the flashiness of fall had given way to autumn's silent slip into winter. The weather encouraged less, not more.
I did little asana. Instead, I gravitated toward long meditation practices wrapped in a quilt made by the hands of someone I loved—someone I had come to say goodbye to, a great spiritual being.
What constitutes a spiritual life?
I pondered this question throughout the days there and as I flew home to Phoenix. Fortunately, I had a good example to turn to for ideas, and my list was surprisingly short:
Endless love
Fullness in emptiness
Emptiness in fullness
Humility
Playfulness
Contentment
Living one's truth
Perhaps there is more. Certainly, this seems enough to me. Oh, yes, enoughness—that should be on the list, too.
It will take some time to say goodbye. To let go. I haven't yet. Eventually, I will. And, the light will continue on... But, of course, it already has...
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beautiful, brenda! ~ pat
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ReplyDeleteThis is such a beautiful post. I love the words and the photographs, and soon will be returning for a few days to the midwest, to see my parents and a few aging friends. I understand the gravitational pull back to that region. --Mary
Thank you, Pat! Safe travels, Mary, and thank you for the kind words. Brenda
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