Feeling Life

I could feel that the energy had stopped.  There was a silence in the background, where there should have been the hum, the sound of things going on, happening.  It sounded too quiet and made me afraid. I knew something had gone wrong.

There was no way to really explain it.  Trying to made me sound like a fearful person. full of anxious thoughts and common place worries.  Listening to my words, even I grew suspicious.   As I lay in meditation, I asked to be shown what I needed to see.  I was proud of myself for remembering not to ask Why? in that plaintive, slightly desperate tone that I usually default to.  There as no voice in my head.  There was just me waking up with the feeling that I had been missing for goodness knows how long:  gratitude.