Check in on First Task

[Guest guest]

Hello Beloveds,

 

I'd like to share a few moments with you

regarding my experience of the First Task

that offered to us.

 

I was inwardly guided to an island nearby

that is open to the public. The trail around

it is about one and a half miles. The day was

overcast and colder than I was dressed for,

but the excitement of the new adventure warmed

me. I took my camera and trail mix and drank

deeply of the little island. It was so starkly

bare and naked with very little green peeking

out as it is still early spring. The advantage

of this is that I really got to see what was

on the island before everything filled in with

growth. I was deeply charmed. I came to a place

with a swing bench overlooking Portland harbor

and thought this was going to be my spot, but

as I entered it in my journal I saw myself

giving it a number 1, being the first one I

came to. Hmmmm, I thought, not the one? So I

moved on.

 

Next I came to a small grove of pines with a

dirt floor. There were tiny homemade dwellings

at the base of all the trees and all over the

ground, using the natural barks and branches,

shells and cones found nearby. I watched a

little boy intensely putting things together

for his little hut. I was told

that this was the " fairy grove " where the

children built them little houses to live in.

I have to say, when I first entered the area

I did feel a magical quality to the air. Now I

understood why.

 

From there I moved along the path at a snail's

pace, taking in everything with my senses and

camera. I was in my own world, and nothing else

existed. The air was filled with the smells of

low tide, and seagulls sang their songs of

freedom. I passed benches overlooking scenic

spots, not yet feeling that it was " my spot. "

 

After a couple of hours I saw a bench up ahead

and felt a little flutter inside. Ah, something

is coming! The minute I approached the bench

and what was before it I KNEW. This is it! I

was filled with bliss in that instant so

that it almost took my breath away. Immediately

I heard someone coming behind me and looked.

It was a big man with an angry look on his face

coming right at me. I felt fear try to arise,

and amazingly I laughed and looked away. He

continued on the trail.

 

I sat down on the bench and such a deep silence

penetrated to my very heart. The energy itself

was silence. I was so totally present for the

past couple of hours that I was ready for this

Moment to swallow me and I disappeared into it.

Inner and outer became one. The deep peace I

always felt at my center merged into the deep

peace of this Moment. It was utter Beauty.

 

There were no sounds, no movement... After a

while I heard a flock of ducks coming by,

chattering to each other. It all deeply blessed

me. I left some trail mix at the base of the

tree next to the bench in gratitude, and stood

looking out onto the water. It was pure nature

with no signs of boats, voices, buildings. Just

water, islands, and sky. It was the backside of

the island, and I LOVED IT!

 

So it was time to move on and head back home,

though this felt more like home than I had ever

felt before. Today I can still feel the spot

inside me...can't wait to go back and see the

little sprouts of green beginning to peek out,

and disappear again into nature. Wow. Thanks

for listening.

 

Love, dhyana

[Guest guest]

Thanks for sharing Dhyana! I felt like I was there with you, ahhhhh.

Hugs,

Sarita

, "novalees" <dhyana wrote:>> Hello Beloveds,> > I'd like to share a few moments with you> regarding my experience of the First Task> that offered to us.> > I was inwardly guided to an island nearby> that is open to the public. The trail around> it is about one and a half miles. The day was > overcast and colder than I was dressed for,> but the excitement of the new adventure warmed> me. I took my camera and trail mix and drank> deeply of the little island. It was so starkly> bare and naked with very little green peeking> out as it is still early spring. The advantage> of this is that I really got to see what was> on the island before everything filled in with> growth. I was deeply charmed. I came to a place> with a swing bench overlooking Portland harbor> and thought this was going to be my spot, but> as I entered it in my journal I saw myself > giving it a number 1, being the first one I > came to. Hmmmm, I thought, not the one? So I> moved on.> > Next I came to a small grove of pines with a> dirt floor. There were tiny homemade dwellings> at the base of all the trees and all over the> ground, using the natural barks and branches, > shells and cones found nearby. I watched a > little boy intensely putting things together > for his little hut. I was told> that this was the "fairy grove" where the > children built them little houses to live in.> I have to say, when I first entered the area> I did feel a magical quality to the air. Now I> understood why.> > From there I moved along the path at a snail's> pace, taking in everything with my senses and> camera. I was in my own world, and nothing else> existed. The air was filled with the smells of> low tide, and seagulls sang their songs of > freedom. I passed benches overlooking scenic> spots, not yet feeling that it was "my spot."> > After a couple of hours I saw a bench up ahead> and felt a little flutter inside. Ah, something> is coming! The minute I approached the bench> and what was before it I KNEW. This is it! I> was filled with bliss in that instant so> that it almost took my breath away. Immediately> I heard someone coming behind me and looked.> It was a big man with an angry look on his face> coming right at me. I felt fear try to arise,> and amazingly I laughed and looked away. He > continued on the trail.> > I sat down on the bench and such a deep silence> penetrated to my very heart. The energy itself> was silence. I was so totally present for the > past couple of hours that I was ready for this> Moment to swallow me and I disappeared into it.> Inner and outer became one. The deep peace I > always felt at my center merged into the deep> peace of this Moment. It was utter Beauty. > > There were no sounds, no movement... After a> while I heard a flock of ducks coming by,> chattering to each other. It all deeply blessed> me. I left some trail mix at the base of the > tree next to the bench in gratitude, and stood> looking out onto the water. It was pure nature> with no signs of boats, voices, buildings. Just> water, islands, and sky. It was the backside of> the island, and I LOVED IT!> > So it was time to move on and head back home,> though this felt more like home than I had ever> felt before. Today I can still feel the spot> inside me...can't wait to go back and see the> little sprouts of green beginning to peek out,> and disappear again into nature. Wow. Thanks> for listening.> > Love, dhyana>

[Guest guest]

That was really nice dhyana - thanks. :-)

 

Blessings..

Paul

 

>

> So it was time to move on and head back home,

> though this felt more like home than I had ever

> felt before. Today I can still feel the spot

> inside me...can't wait to go back and see the

> little sprouts of green beginning to peek out,

> and disappear again into nature. Wow. Thanks

> for listening.

>

> Love, dhyana

>

[Guest guest]

Namastedear dhyana. . .your sharing is a blessing. . . .thanks. . .ordinary sparrow , "novalees" <dhyana wrote:>> > So it was time to move on and head back home,> though this felt more like home than I had ever> felt before. Today I can still feel the spot> inside me...can't wait to go back and see the> little sprouts of green beginning to peek out,> and disappear again into nature. Wow. Thanks> for listening.> > Love, dhyana>

[Guest guest]

dhyanna:

Thank you so much for sharing. I was reminded of a time I experienced a

pristine lake in Maine - a mile from any activity - I see it clearly - the

blueness of the water- the smells - the feeling of such beauty - I have not

thought of that for many years. I forget that all my memories of special places

are mine to recall.

Oh how i love your state- can not wait to hear of other visits...

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