Sunday...warm evening sunlight beams through my front windows.
My head is heavy from the weekend.
Too many people, too many conversations...
I long for a cool quiet empty mind, where the self is absent.
Out in the bush for a hike with my friend this morning, I captured this lovely image.
We were walking in clouds. Morning mist covered the landscape, teasing our eyes with the unknown, enveloping the trees in mystery. Looking ahead was pointless as we could only see what was immediately around us. No future ahead, no need to worry, just focus on this step, listen to the sound of the step.
High over the valley I heard the haunting shriek of a yellow tailed black cockatoo, the sound lingering on for miles.
I looked for him but found him not.