fall foliage reflected

Linda Ross and I walk at Compo Beach every Tuesday morning at 6:30am. With the recent time change the scenery has shifted. We’re hitting the shore now  just as the sun is coming up. As we rounded the bend yesterday on the Oenoke Park section of our course, we witnessed the most serene and inspiring view across the marsh.

I stopped Linda, as we are always completely engrossed in conversation and often miss the beauty around us, and pointed to the setting on the other side of the shoreline. She made a comment that touchingly captured what we were seeing and deepened my awareness of meditation and mindfulness–what I’ve been focusing on lately.

“We have to become perfectly still, just like the water, so that we can see our true beauty reflected back to us,” she said.

Ah, again. That getting quiet piece/peace. I know for some people it’s very scary to be still. They’d rather do anything than sit in silence. But the truth is, it’s hard to be reflective when you’re in the middle of the flow.