When we are still, we could hear everything around us that we couldn’t while we were moving. It’s not that the sounds weren’t there, but that we didn’t pick up on them when we were preoccupied.
Being still for even a minute can be a struggle. We are so used to moving and being busy that to purposely do nothing for a minute seems like a strange thing to do. But when we become still, we acutely notice the sky, the breeze, the air, which continue to move around us. We become keenly aware that they exist independently of us, that we exist amidst them.
And when we are still, as if we have a “Spidey sense” of what’s going on. We can hear things clearer. We notice the change of light, the movement of shadows, the humming of machines, the rustling of branches and leaves. It’s as if we see beyond ourselves.
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