A moment of Silence...

There was a moment the other night after work. About 3:45am. As I left my car behind and walked the path to my door, I had to stop and take a breath. I made it to my door but I couldn't put the key in. Not yet. I turned around and looked up but the sky was a dark navy, cloudless, yet no stars shined. The trees stood erect and unmoving, as if waiting for me to go inside so they could sigh in relief, let the air pass through and shudder free of their leaves. Everything was so quiet. The whole town was sleeping and all you could hear was silence.

I read something recently...a different take on meditation: "Meditation doesn’t always mean sitting in repose, with your eyes closed for hours on end. Meditation can be while you walk, surf, cycle, sing, dance, cook, draw, drive, whatever, so long as you aren’t consumed with thoughts about the past or lost in a made-up future." I wondered if this moment counted. I wondered if it mattered if it counted. This was a rare moment where my mind was hushed and I could just simply take in the beauty of the night. It's moments like this where one can truly say to themselves, "I am happy I am alive."