As i look out on 12 inches of diamond-sparkling snow, it's hard to imagine that in 6 weeks, i'll be hosting a garden party. Flowers will be blooming, and bees will be buzzing. A revolution is about to happen--in weather and in the flowerbeds--but at the moment, all is quiet.
We sit quietly in meditation (whether or not our mind is quiet :). Today's meditation seems pretty much the same as yesterday's. We can't imagine anything different, really. And then, when we least expect it, a revolution happens--an insight. We see something differently. Sometimes an insight can change our lives.
So we sit. Watching the fluffy snow. Hardly noticing how it melts into rivulets nor giving more than a glance to the spring-rushing brook that is about to wash us clean.