I was blessed in having a truly peaceful day on Saturday 21st.
It was a late start to the day as the children were at their dad’s for the weekend. We had a cooked breakfast at a local Morrisons before heading out to Loch Lonmond. There we spent time looking round the grounds and house of a venue we hope to use in the future. The grounds are wonderful. The main house is on the east side of Loch Lomond with views over the loch and out towards the hills including Ben Lomond, one one side is a private golf course and the rest is surrounded with gardens and woodland. The gardens have the most wonderful old trees, oaks, yews, birch and beech are abundant with rowan and hawthorn well represented to as well as more unusual (to me) species of trees. We wandered and absorbed the beauty and peace of this place for a while before returning home.
After doing some chores we sat down to mediate on Peace. As sitting mediation is not something we do very often we found ourselves stretching and moving after about half an hour. We sat quietly and talked about peace for a while longer.
My mind was not still while meditating and continually drifted from idea to idea although I kept trying to focus the drifts on the topic of peace. When I opened my eyes I saw outside my front room window in the whitebeam tree a figure of the green man. My logical self will tell you that as I didn’t have my glasses on that was my mind interpreting the shapes of colour and light I could see to a green man figure. My spiritual self says it doesn’t matter, I felt his presence there anyway which is a very unusual thing for me.
We followed our peaceful time with a trip round the local supermarket to get the weekly shopping done (actually a very peaceful time to do that chore) then had dinner and watched TV for a bit before bed.
The main thought that struck me from the mediation was this: Peace is not still.