Notes from the Void

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It's all happening

We have entered the fast pace of summer--where most things external distract and dance our attentions away, where busy is an understatement, where the pace quickens despite the desire to slow down.

This is normal. This is summer. Fun! Music! Travel! Kids! Play! Camping! Every weekend is packed, every party is loud, an so is the pool.

But here, on Shambhala, it is different.

On Monday, we moved all of our belongings up to the land, despite not being finished with our home—to be settled in one place, to be focused on one thing, to come together to build. We have slowed. Our hearts are open, our minds are open, and our pace is slow.

This is because when you retreat to the woods, you are on nature's time. The weather dictates projects. The energy levels dictate pace. There is no air-conditioning, and there is barely a kitchen, but it's coming together.

I went to the city today, and I watched the pace quicken, the traffic swell, the heat index rise. It was relieving to come home—to the country—to sit in solitude, with the one little bee that is buzzing around me as I write this. And it feels grounding, pacifying, and intentional.

I urge you to practice slowing. It's good for you. Listen to the birds, feel the heartbeat of mother earth, slow down and set intentions. Live in the present moment with enrichment. You won't regret it.

Wayne Dyer calls this getting in the gap between thoughts. This is the void--where the magic happens.