It’s a frosty evening with temperatures below freezing and the kind of sunset that makes you stop in your tracks.
When awe strikes, a stillness momentarily descends by itself. Our awareness spontaneously expands as we come into contact with beauty and the constant stream of thoughts in our head stop for a moment of silent admiration. Then the inner storyteller kicks in to describe the experience, the giver wants to rush off and share the joy with others, and normal life takes over once again.
But for a moment there is a pause, and it’s a significant one. It’s an experience of merging with the unbounded. The invitation is to linger for a bit here, and deepen in the wordless space.
PS. In case you're wondering, Sandhya is the word for dusk in Hindi.
