Tuesday, August 5, 2014

The Space Between

The space between thoughts, a thought. The space between a breath. What is it? What does it feel like? What does it look like?

It is serenity.
It is calm.
It is clarity.
It is beauty.

The space in my heart between one beat and the next. What is there?

It is serenity.
It is love.
It is patience.

One beat quietly awaits the next.  Beat by beat, each one works work together as each slowly pumps love into my veins. More love. More love. Love overflowing. Love enriching. Love filling me up to where I feel I may burst.

What is there?

Is there heartbreak?

Is there sadness?

Listen and all will be clear.

Maybe tears will come rushing down my face the minute I stop to say hello to the space between one beat and the next.

Or maybe there will be laughter?  Or tears of joy, a sigh of relief, wonder, shock, pain.

It is all waiting there to be watched, observed, heard. Analyzed? No, because the thought doesn't matter. The heart -- the feeling -- listen to THAT.

Sometimes after a long day at work, I need to stop and listen -- breathe. I take one, two or three deep, expansive, heart opening breaths. This is what my soul needs, what I need.

Ask me what I need. This is the only truth -- not material things but space, time, quiet -- breathing, being, listening.