Awareness is all

In today’s pre-dawn I listened to the honk of the train that had come piercing the morning silence as always I do at such time .It was such an exquisite sound but one extra thing I felt was the layers of exquisite sounds that came as though they had come one on the other-the horn came on top of the rising crescendo of the clackety of the wheels as the train approached the city .The sensory impressions created were so exquisite that I looked for similar excitement in the other senses trying to remember parallels in the visual and olfactory experiences as well. I then thought about the sunlight entering my room directly as a shaft of light and the glorious mixture it creates with the reflected light that comes bouncing off the walls of the room.Another similar sensory impression is created by the fragrance of the jasmines in bloom coming on top of the moist fragrance of the morning mist on the grass.

Awareness is all.