I stood outside, felt the cold November air and marveled at this sky last night.
I felt it. I saw it. I became it.
In those moments, I wasn’t witnessing the sunset through my thoughts and judgments—I witnessed it through mindful awareness and presence. I witnessed it with silence and stillness.
And for that, I am so appreciative of this practice and this blessed life for truly seeing the world around me without mental dialogue. That is a gift.