There is beauty in stillness and peace. The beauty that is the untarnished inner being.
The tropical warmth is a pleasant abiding. It is freedom for the body and the mind that resides within it.
Sitting naked and alone, conscious of the fresh air and the nourishment that is one's breath. In it flows, out it flows, soothing, calming, fulfilling, the tide of life in constant movement and repose.
Such are simple gifts, from the natural world that sustain us.
The quiet of this forrested place, where the only sound is the strong cyclonic wind and some crickets in the night.
Tonight, the usual creatures of the night are quiet - the fighting possums and the screeching and fearful curlews, that cry in the night.
No neighbour to be heard, to car to be found, no television or music. Return to nature, the original source.
Only the wind flowing through the open windows and the silhouette of the trees, waving their arms against the dark moonless sky.
The beauty of solitude, where the elements of consciousness and nature converge into one.
We step outside and can hear the ocean over the hill.
The contours of the bouldered hill looking down at us.
One day it all will pass. The beauty turns to sadness and the sadness turns to mystery and truth.
Indeed, one day it all will pass. It cannot be any other way. Thus be joyful and be sad together and observe the illusion in the mind when it steps beyond what it really is.
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