“People find birdsong relaxing and reassuring because over thousands of years, they have learned that when birds sing, they are safe…Birdsong is also nature’s alarm clock with the dawn chorus signaling the start of the day, so it stimulates us cognitively.” ~ Julian Treasure
Why not take a moment at sunrise for meditation?
Breathe and allow yourself to arrive on your perch, feeling your physical body.
Sit or stand.
Open a window or step outside.
Ahhh, feel the fresh air!
Every morning is comfortingly the same, yet miraculously unique.
Observe the divine mix of pastels in the sky, the patterns of sun rays and clouds.
Pause for a time at mid-day, too.
There is no one right way to sit; there is no wrong way to practice.
Isn’t everything practice, after all?
Isn’t everything in life unfolding?
Suffering is to be accepted, not evaded.
Difficulty, sadness, aging, and death are not optional.
Neither are joy, celebration, or beauty.
Listen to the birds’ sweet whistles as they bounce from tree to tree.
But wait! Our work is not yet done.
Spend time with the sunset.
Tune in again to the birds’ heart songs.
Gaze at the cloud formations billowing slowly by.
Contemplate the rippling waters.
Listen to the wind, the leaves, the trees.
Watch the birds swoop, fly, and flutter from branch to branch.
Watch the thoughts swoop, fly, flutter, stutter, compete, judge, opine, and all the rest.
Watch the sensations in the physical body and the energies in the subtle body.
Watch the emotions come and go.
Thank you, nature!
Thank you, teachers!
“When the sun of compassion arises darkness evaporates and the singing birds come from nowhere.” ~ Amit Ray,
Author: Michelle Fajkus
Editor: Danielle Beutell
Copy Editor: Callie Rushton
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