Beside Restful Waters

by Greg Hermann

“Isn’t it odd. We can only see our outsides, but nearly everything happens on the inside.”

Charley Mackesy: The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse

The boy Is laying on his belly, looking at his reflection in a pond.

but nearly everything happens on the inside.

I rarely have difficulty sleeping. Last night was one of those rare nights when I tossed and turned – about outside stuff. Shortly after midnight, I got up and spent an hour in meditation. I slept better but still found myself waking and ruminating about the outside stuff.

The meditation experience was still good even though I did not drift into deep sleep. In the past, I would have used that hour to binge on meaningless TV shows. I am pleased that I turned to a healthier option. Like all of my exercises and practices, they are all good. Sometimes, they are great. This meditation experience was so-so. I’ll accept that.

I’ll continue the practice as I know meditation is one of my most reliable methods of turning inside.

Inside work illuminates the outside beauty.

Inside work is work, difficult work.

Practice makes the work – brings the work effort to greater ease.

Practice – sometimes I don’t like to practice.

So this is my honesty for today.

It is odd that practice brings, not perfection, but a greater sense of ease.

I’ll believe the boy.

Namaste’