My couch is positioned to look out this window and it appreciates it. I can tell, because it welcomes me with open arms to join it. My morning meditation time is spent on the couch. On this particular morning, the snow began falling just about day break. Slight flurries drifted on occasion and as the incense stick burned down i would open my eyes to discover the changing scenery. Each time something new presented itself--little chickadees darting in and out, scratching for their morning meal; large Stellar Jays bullying their way to the feed; a sideways snow flurry; a bit of sunlight peaking through.
Without a concern, care or comment, the window frame held and revealed it all.
Resting in the Buddha nature, the rest unfolds...
While i try to match the stillness of the window, i've built in a compassion factor for my witnessing. Tenderly holding my experience with a caring heart. I mimic the window frame in being willing to hold it all, without needing to push or pull anything into or out of the picture, but just see it all coming and going.
This practice of acceptance of the natural arising and passing away of sensory input, thoughts and feelings is a journey like no other. It creates a freedom from desire that leaves me not not wanting, but a little freer from the needing to attain what i want and a little more openness to receive what comes into view.
It helps me to remember to forget what i think i'm looking for and to pay attention to what is in this moment. This helps me live my life more fully and receive the gifts of the present.