Beneath the Weather

Sit upright, eyes softly closed. Bring to mind the ordinary emotional weather of the past week, a small joy on Tuesday, a flash of irritation in traffic, a sudden tenderness at bedtime, a worry at midnight. Let the memories pass through, one after another, without pulling on any of them. Notice that all of them came and went, while something steadier has been quietly present the whole time, the ground on which the weather happens. Rest in that ground rather than in any storm crossing it. The weather will keep changing. The ground does not.