Do nothing.  Be no thing.  Just be.

What a challenge with the mind calculating, comparing, planning, anticipating, remembering, analyzing every every second.  How did I do?  Did they like me?  Now what?  Where to go, what to do today? Lists and lists and forgotten lists.

And then I open my window and hear the morning birds, watch the trees stand in the yawning light.  I wrap myself with the shawl of goodness and You.  Your whispers in my ear are the sweet song of here and now.