now i see
the obscure we see eventually.
the completely obvious, it seems, takes longer.
~edward r. murrow
as we drove into the valley from livingston, we could see a storm brewing in the distance.
meghan would call off the lightening strikes as she saw them in the distance. i would duly focus my eyes in the direction she indicated . . . only to have the strikes elude me once again, choosing a location outside my attention.
i said my eyes were hurting from concentrating . . . yet still, i missed the strikes each time.
mom, you're not supposed to try so hard. just look out over the mountains and try not to focus on anything at all . . . take it all in and then you will see.
she's right, you know.
but that's how i am. my eyes always search out what i'm seeking . . . and miss all that i'm seeing.
intention overrides attention.
back at the house, i wait for 'our' turkeys. they are here every year. greet us on the road. come begging on the deck.
everytime i step outside, my eyes scan the forest for signs.
robert says, be careful of the baby birds in the nest above the door. what baby birds?
so busy looking . . . yet again, i did not see.
but now i do.
Posted by peg mulqueen at 7/5/2009 10:46 AM 
Categories: zen
Tags: seeking not seeing yoga zen peg mulqueen montana
Categories: zen
Tags: seeking not seeing yoga zen peg mulqueen montana
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