"The days might seem long, but the years are short"
Gretchen Rubin - author of The Happiness Project
I've been thinking a lot about the paradoxes of life, how contradictions come together and startle us with the small quiet truths that reveal to us what it means to be here. I'm reading a bit about the Buddhist concept of being in the "now". I'm still not sure that I get it yet, but when I am in the garden, I feel that I am very close to understanding what I need to know. The summer solstice approaches and it has always meant something to me - resonating in a way that feels more like a part of my DNA than of memory. Perhaps it is because it seems to represent one of the ultimate paradoxes of life....the beginning is the end.
On a different but slightly related subject: The moments when I tend to "get" this, I can only describe as inspiring a feeling of awe - a chill, or a sudden welling up of tears. Great music, a sublime piece of art - it is connected with inspiration and also with the recognition of the creative process at work. I've often thought of this experience as being in the presence of pure truth.