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Listening for my honeypots

After ranting away here earlier, I did a bit of reading this morning from the book The Tao of Pooh which I have read years ago and kind of fell back into. Winnie The Pooh described perfectly my feelings about needing some silence so I can come back into myself.

“The fact is,” said Rabbit, “We’ve missed our way somehow.”

They were having a rest in a small sand-pit on the top of the Forest. Pooh was getting rather tired of the sand-pit, and suspected it of following them about, because whichever direction they started in, they always ended up at it, and each time, as it came through the mist at then, Rabbit said triumphantly, ‘Now I know where we are!” and Pooh said sadly, “So do I,” and Piglet said nothing. He had tried to think of something to say, but the only thing he could think of was, “Help, help!” and it seemed silly to say that, when he had Pooh and Rabbit with him.

“Well,” said Rabbit, after a long silence in which nobody thanked him for the nice walk they were having, “we’d better get on, I suppose. Which way shall we try?”

“How would it be,” said Pooh slowly, “if as soon as we’re out of sight of this Pit, we try to find it again?”

“What’s the good of that?” asked Rabbit.

“Well,” said Pooh, “we keep looking for Home and not finding it, so I thought if we looked for this Pit, we’d be sure not to find it, which would be a Good Thing, because then we might find something that we weren’t looking for, which might be just what we were looking for, really.”

“I don’t see much sense in that,” said Rabbit…

“If I walked away from this Pit, and then walked back to it, of course I should find it.”

“Well, I just thought perhaps you wouldn’t,” said Pooh. “I just thought.”

“Try,” said Piglet suddenly. “We’ll wait here for you.”

Rabbit gave a laugh to show how silly Piglet was, and walked into the mist. After he had gone a hundred yards, he turned and walked back again… and after Pooh and Piglet had waited twenty minutes for him, Pooh got up.

“I just thought,” said Pooh. “Now then, Piglet, let’s go home.”

“But Pooh,” cried Piglet all excited, “do you know the way?”

“No,” said Pooh. “But there are twelve pots of honey in my cupboard, and they’ve been calling to me for hours. I couldn’t hear them properly before, because Rabbit would talk, but if nobody says anything except those twelve pots, I think, Piglet, I shall know where they’re calling from. Come on.”

They walked off together; and for a long time Piglet said nothing, so as not to interrupt the pots; and then suddenly he made a squeaky noise… and an oo-noise… because now he began to know where he was; but he still didn’t dare to say so out loud, in case he wasn’t. And just when he was getting so sure of himself that it didn’t matter whether the pots went on calling or not, there was a shout in front of them, and out of the mist came Christopher Robin. 

(The Tao of Pooh, pp12-14)

Something I have truly learned for myself on my journey is that I can’t hear anything of any great importance unless I have allowed myself to settle into silence. It’s when my body, mind and soul are relaxed and quiet that I truly can truly hear and absorb what is important. If there is nonstop noise be it another person, the TV, or music I can’t settle into silence.

When I first started meditating and trying to embrace silence I found it really difficult. Then I had to listen to all the garbage that was running in my head and I had to figure out what to do with that. So, I understand why some people fill empty space with nonstop noise. However the new me has learned to not only embrace, but crave that time of stillness.

If I don’t have quiet I can’t hear my honeypots calling me so I know which direction to go.

By no means do I want or need quiet all day long, but this time of the morning seems to be an important one for me for setting up my day.

That being said, I took my Dotted Dog out a bit later and we did go for our walk. It was wonderful.

The happiest dog in the world:

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The beautiful scenery I enjoy on my walk:

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This is my favourite tree. It kind of looks like he’s dipping his toes in the water

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I am so thankful that I did manage to get out and enjoy this beauty. It DID in fact set me up for a wonderful day and I am incredibly thankful for that.

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