My psychology professor assigned me to meditate for 20 minutes every day for two weeks... with the "om" and everything. I tried it today but fell asleep, I kept making fun of myself in my head for actually humming to it. However, even though I find this exercise to be a little odd I can see the usefulness of it.
Sometimes I just wish life would quit being so busy and sit down beside me so that I could enjoy its company for a while. But that is not the way life works...or my life anyway. But I do remember a time when life was laid back and one could just gaze in silence as a summer day walked serenely down the road.
Sundays at grandmas house always seemed this way to me. The men would go into the back room and watch the sports game or 60-minutes. the women would sit in the front room and talk about whatever thoughts had been playing about their minds for the past week. On the cupboard there were always two glass dishes, one with "hot tamales" and the other containing "mike-and-ikes." And in the kitchen every summer you could find a tuperware of freshly cut watermelon (courtesy of grandma and grandpas amazing watermelon picking abilities).
The children would play together every sunday, we always had a number of things that we would enrapture our minds with whether it was sitting in one of the cars and listening to "hip music" which I never knew the words to. or playing night games like "ghost in the graveyard" or "Annie-i-over." However, one of my favorite things to do was to take a short hike up to the waterfall that was located in ogden canyon right behind my grandmas house. It was beautiful, and the pipe with the water running through it was cool and you could lay on it when the day was sticky and hot.
I recently had a chance to go back and visit my childhood hike and remember those days when life really was slow and easy. It reminded me of the beauty that is in this world, sometimes we pass it by to easily and we don't notice the colors and vibrancy surrounding us. I'm grateful to have these memories...I'm grateful to my aunts who I grew up listening to and most of all I'm thankful for the beauty that is constantly surrounding me.
Maybe it's not that life is to busy to sit with me for a while, but maybe it's that I just have not invited it over in a while.
