Imagination

A blessing and a curse

this vivid imagination

conjuring up so many pleasant daydream worlds,

and paintings, stories, poems, music.

Allowing me to put myself in another’s shoes,

to empathise.

Enabling me to imagine the worse possible catastrophic outcome

for any situation I find myself in.

My body doesn’t know

that the stories in my head are not real,

and responds with pleasure, excitement, fear, dread, anxiety,

feeling it all, deeply.

And it takes a strong rational act of will to calm down,

to find a way back into the here and now.

Leaving the world of the imagination is not easy.

A blessing, and a curse.

Monkey Mind

‘I think’

said the monkey mind

‘that I think too much’.

And he scampers off busily

up thought trees tangled

with stories.

Narratives twisting towards the light

thrusting up strange blooms,

every shade of the emotional rainbow.

Curious to know more,

the monkey scampers on.

Always restless,

the voice chattering away

in the jungle of my mind.

Does that monkey ever sleep!

Stillness in movement

Can you find the stillness in movement?

Not by searching, but by the experience

Of becoming aware of your body

As you move through this world.

Not by trying, but by doing.

Progress through space,

Present within your body,

Aware of what is inside, and what is outside

And then do nothing but the movement;

Hiking, running, tai chi, yoga,

Or simply strolling leisurely through your day,

Washing the dishes, cleaning the house,

Even, perhaps, tapping at a keyboard.

At home within yourself.

Not striving, not searching,

Not analysing, not judging,

Not doing.

Just moving

Until you sense the stillness within.