Pablo Neruda is a Chilean poet, who started writings poems at the age of 13. He won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1971.
SEED QUESTIONS FOR REFLECTION: What does 'do nothing' mean to you? Can you share a personal story of a time you could feel life interrupting sadness as a result of your pausing? How do you reconcile the adage "keep moving on" with the poet's critique of our single-mindedness to keep our lives moving?
Amazing gift of writing by this Nobel laureate writer. His wordings in second last paragraph 'sadness of never understanding ourselves...' touch a chord. Thanks to Nipun family to share this amazing writing.
Poet Pablo Neurada remins me of a poem written by an anonymus Zen master.
Sitting by the river
The grass grows by itself.
Such words of wisdom have been sign posts in my life, a daily rrminder to count up to twelwe, be in the zone of being, letting go of my busy and often noisy world of doing and having. Such words rmind me to pause, feel and be with my natural rhythm of life giving and life sustaining breath, to count up to twelve, to stay in the being zone. Such words have been my daily prayer washing away the noise of irritation and agitation, frustration and anger, and fear and anxiety. Such words open up the door for meeting my being without craving and without holding.They create a wide open space filled with unseen beauty, unheard sound, and unknown strangers. Such words take me to a land of emptiness filled with fullness,a land of formless forms, a land beyond space and time. This is my daily prayer, a meditative prayer creating birth of joy, awe, joy, fiufillment and gratitudein in my daily living.
May we take time out to count up to twelve everyday to be connected with our being!
Jagdish P. Dave
In reading this passage, some of my favorite quotes come to mind. Rumi said, "Silence is the language of God, all else is a poor translation." According to Pascal, "All of humanity's problems stem from man's inability to sit quietly in a room alone." And Lin Yutang's "If you can spend a perfectly useless afternoon in a perfectly useless manner, you have learned how to live." 'Do nothing' means to me to do no thing, and simply be mindfully present. I allowed life to interrupt sadness when I paused to sit in my back yard, took in the beauty of nature, settled into it, felt together with it, and felt soothed and nurtured by it. Such moments are an example of 'keep on moving' by being goallessly present in the flow of life which is very different than keeping our lives moving by determined goal-direct effort.
Perfect timing, thank you. Do nothing means to stop and sit and be. I am in this exact position today as I take a break from what can be a "go getter" "overachiever" energy in Washington DC. I sit here alone at my friends' home in the Catskills, trees surround the house which sits near the Hudson River. I look out into trees, eye level with them. I have had the gift of 2 full nights and days alone here before everyone else arrives and i am grateful. I am literally moving through sadness, in a depressive episode which has been quite intense. "Moving through" has been mostly a saving grace as in "this too shall pass." At the same time, I wish to sit and be qiet to allow myself to heal, my mind to still and my body to do so as well. I slept until 10am with no apology. Today I had planned on visiting a Victorian mansion, the home of an artist, but instead, perhaps I will only walk to the river, sit on a bench and breathe. It is OK to simply breathe rather than constant movement. Reconciling "keep moving on" with "critique of single-mindedness" I think is to know the difference of when to STOP moving, to simply be and breathe. I remember being caught in a dust storm at Burning Man and I set my bike down, turned on the lights, pulled my bandana over my nose and mouth, pulled goggles over my eyes, closed my eyes and simply let the dust swirl around me, It was like a mystical massage. When the storm was over, I slowly rose, lifted my bike and slowly pedaled back to my camp over 2 miles away. I listened for voices that were familiar and I moved when it was safe to do so. Perhaps this story better reflects. <3 Thank you for allowing me the space to share. <3