When wind blows over lake, or ocean, the water’s surface descends into a boiling mass of disturbance. Ripples, waves, commotion. And in this moment, disruption appears to be the intrinsic quality of water.

 

Yet soon the storm passes, and with it ripples fade, waves reducing in magnitude. Soon the tempestuous writhing mass returns to a sheet of crystal, reflecting the sky, trees and surrounding environment. Soon, chaos turns to clarity.

 

The sea and lake are like this in perpetuity. Calm, violent. Still, momentous. Yet their intrinsic quality remains the same throughout - the depths of both remain unchanged come wind, rain, sun or storm.

 

Mind is like this.

 

When untrained, all small things seem relevant as they skitter across the surface, and if we give them attention, so our mind will mirror their chaos. When we pay attention to deeper more subtle sensations, we see more clearly - connecting with an intimate, knowing conviction.