“Spirituality is not to be learned by flight from the world, or by running away from things, or by turning solitary and going apart from the world. Rather, we must learn an inner solitude wherever or with whomsoever we may be. We must learn to penetrate things and find God there.”
― Meister Eckhart
Very late yesterday afternoon I had a sudden urge to go and water my vegetable garden.
It had been a difficult day, after a series of difficult days. I’ve been in tremendous pain from my current lyme medications, and doing my best to just simply sit with that pain. I’m not fighting my pain. I’m merely breathing and being aware of the pain within my body. The pain is so intense that normal functioning is a challenge. Instead I have given in to what is. I am riding each wave until I am thrown up onto the shore once more.
It’s been an enlightening journey, and when I have the words I’ll share some of that journey with you.
But for now I am tired, after so many days of so little sleep. So let me instead tell you about watering the garden.
It was late afternoon. You know, that soft afternoon light, just before dusk comes creeping over the horizon. I uncoiled the garden hose, turned on the tap and walked down the hill to my raised vegetable beds. My feet were on the bare earth, and the grass beneath them was soft and cool. The air was filled with the song of frogs and cicadas, and the last of the birds. Mr Grunty, our resident male koala, was grunting and barking and being noisy from his spot high in the gum tree just outside the home paddock fence.
A bat flipped past, so low that I could hear the flap of its leathery wings.
All this time I am wracked with pain. My face is contorted and I can’t see out of one eye. My ears pound, and my bones are on fire. Every so often my nerves jangle as though I have been tasered.
I am standing in the garden in agony, tears streaming down my face, trying to hold the hose steady on my young plants. I wonder for a moment why I have bothered to drag myself out here at all.
The air becomes scented with mint and nasturtium. I can smell the fragrant sun-warmed tomato foliage as the water hits it, scattering cool drops onto the mulch beneath.
Above me, a crescent moon has risen. Almost directly above the old hoop pine that shelters our little farmhouse.
In that moment, hose in my hands, feet in the grass, sounds of the close of day, moon above my head, body on fire, ragged breath, head full of pain, a great peace descends upon me.
A peace so profound, a connection so complete, that more tears spill. The pain is still there. Nothing about my physicality has changed at all. But beyond that, encompassing all of that – all of me, is a wonder and awe at the beauty and grace of this universe, and of my place within it.
My pain doesn’t matter. My illness becomes irrelevant. They are merely what’s happening to me at this moment. My soul, connected to everything and everyone, is always at peace. Even in great pain. Even when it feels like my world is undone.
The knowledge fills me up. The truth seeps into my very cells.
I carry that peace back into the house, and it quietens my mind. The pain is still there. But now there is also this other presence. This great comfort.
I feel like I have touched the face of God.
Or perhaps, God touched my face.
Or it was all the same thing…
And that presence is still here with me.
All of it, every breath, every moment, is love.
17 thoughts on “A Moment of Perfect Peace”
Reblogged this on Hummingbird Redemption and commented:
Bless this beautiful and inspirational lady.
Wow, that is flippin awesome! I feel So disconnected, just reading this gives me hope
Through every word of this I kept thinking “YES! She’s living ‘in the moment’! She’s doing it – right there!” This was a beautiful example of how it is when we allow ourselves to just be. here. now. Gave me chills, quite frankly, to be witness. Thank you! Sending love and healing thoughts!
Beautiful….Thank you for sharing those sacred moments with me. I felt every word. Much love and healing xox
Thank you for sharing the love sweet girl Nx
A beautiful experience — I am grateful for you! <3
So beautifully written. Sending get well soon vibes your way xxx
thank you for your beautiful words and amazing strength that you share with us.
Wow this was bloody great
This is the most beautiful thing I have ever read. I have an armful of goosebumps – thank you! 💜
It doesn’t surprise me one teensy weensy little bit! I am so happy for you to have experienced such awesomeness! Do you think you just might have been healed by GOD’s very own healing touch??!! I sure hope so!! I can’t wait for your next set of test results! I feel a twinge of excitement happenin’ here! LOL!
WOW, WOW, WOW xox
…this world’s Gorgeous Beauty has filled you, and you have captured it with words to share with us… Thank you <3 !!!
Nicole you are a gem. 💜
oh Nicole I love your blog. I so love your words. I too am in chronic pain daily and its sooooo ridiculously hard sometimes. But every morning when I walk the dog – this morning in the beautiful autumnal mist of southern England – I feel at peace and so so grateful for the sun and the awe-inspiring beauty in nature. Thank you for your words. Wishing you love as you continue with your healing from your nasty disease xx
Oh my. Is this the most beautiful thing you have ever written? Maybe 😍 The quote that you began with is so very, very true that I exclaimed ‘yes!’