Speaking for myself, for the longest time
youthful buttons pressed,
some even before childhood,
seemingly pushed me, chronically;
to keep on truckin’ passed
supposedly known, or otherwise misperceived,
colorful, ordinary backgrounds.
Many difficulties later, after training to stop,
then, many more times stopping;
to be less busy,
I obtained glimpses of
Lots of stopping, conscious breathing.
Inner mud-to-lotus garden, blossoming glimpses.
Shape’s & color’s meanings reveal
when I recognize our relationship.
Moving slow, perhaps like an authentic self,
ancestors show themselves, at times, as creative art.
Whether they’re people, the plants, animals & earth,
all our relations, past, present & future, in-attendance.
With froglessness, a wishless stillness,
that which is going on inside
can be seen with mindfulness’ light shining.
Accumulated knots, once identified,
may be untangled & untied, oh joy!
This potential to remedy anxiety, anger, and more, is wonderful.
Start with aspiring to be free,
then actions expressed
which fuel happiness.
Have newly found expressions of yourself
been revealed on nearby murals?
Such a beautiful phenomenon
of our creative universe.
“Our most beautiful virtue
is the capacity to intentionally
be happy.” ~Thich Nhat Hanh