Contentment

Don't you find it hard not to fill every minute of every day? When I find I have a window of free time, I gravitate towards filling it with something — not out of sheer pleasure or joy, but simply out of all the tasks and activities still left to do.

Today I finished a meeting, and instead of going to back to the office or visiting someone because I was in close proximity, I returned home. Having arrived earlier than usual, I pondered diving into any one of the many tasks waiting for my attention.

As I wandered through my home assessing the needs of the environment, I heard the windchimes and nature's endless broadcast calling for my attention. I followed the sounds out onto the back deck and was immediately greeted with the sensation of a gentle breeze wafting all around me — begging me to enjoy the late afternoon.

I yielded to the temptation and found myself walking through the neighborhood to the nearby river. How utterly delightful. The sounds of nature, the colors of spring, and the energy of the impending rain combined to create joy and tranquility within my spirit.

By the time I returned home, I had stepped outside of time as we know it. I had the sense of creating time... creating moments within time... while living outside of time. It was a moment of pure contentment.