Under the chestnut tree…
Quiet moments under the chestnut tree.
True Compassion
Sometime go outside and sit,
in the evening at sunset,
when there's a slight breeze
that touches your body,
and makes the leaves
and the trees move gently.
You're not trying to do
anything, really.
You're simply allowing
yourself to be,
very open from deep within,
without holding
onto anything whatsoever.
Don't bring something back
from the past, from a memory.
Don't plan that something
should happen.
Don't hold onto anything
in the present.
Nothing you perceive
needs to be nailed down.
Simply let experience
take place, very freely,
so that your empty, open heart
is suffused with the tenderness
of true compassion.
This post first appeared on Collage of Life Archives
by Jeanne Henriques
