I am standing on a bridge, looking down at the fast-flowing river underneath. The water perpetually passes under this bridge, gently flowing in a calm stream, occasionally erupting in a swift forceful current.

My feet planted firmly on a sturdy surface, I stand looking down, feeling myself one with this scene. I sense the cool wind on my face, swooshing through the space underneath this bridge, tickling the water down below.

I see this river as time, which is always new in every moment. The present moment of now, is the bridge where my entire life has been unfolding.

I have always been standing on this bridge, right here, right now. Occasionally, I switch sides, to see the water either going in, or coming out from under the bridge.

Propped upon this present moment of now, I can glance far away, towards the approaching vague currents of an uncertain future, or the distant blur of my receding past. This river, extends much further beyond where my vision can go.

Secure on the support of this bridge of my immediate now, I see the water continually flowing onwards, strongly drawn by an invisible force, towards its unknown destination.

I see a never-ending procession of waves below, moving in harmonious synchrony, as if pulled by a magical spell, flowing in an enchanted sequence, never holding their shapes for long!

I wonder about the movements of this river.

Perhaps she was born as virgin snow, on some distant mountain far-far away. She may have slept in silence, until a glowing kiss of warm sunlight, awakened her.

Deep in her heart, she must have heard mysterious whispers secretly calling her!

Animated with the gentle touch of a warm breeze, she must have begun her journey, in search for that mysterious ocean- as she sprang to life, rolling along many slopes, curving through numerous plains.

Dancing in delight, she has ever since followed her mystical calling, never stopping anywhere to rest, never giving up, no matter what stands in her way!

Perhaps, she is certain, that she was born to merge herself with that ocean! She is surrendered to her longing for this union. This hope lives through her now, unifying her infinite ripples and waves into one majestic flow!

The passion, courage, dignity and trust of this flow itself is the meaning, purpose and value of her life. She continues her journey, moving through an endless sequence of all seasons.

Warming up with passion, she transforms into wandering eager clouds, then raining back upon parched ground, she replenishes herself!

She continues steadily in absolute trust, towards that unseen destination- to become one, with the ocean.

Her trust comes from the fact, that her separation from the ocean is only an illusion, for at every moment, they are already joined, their waters merged into one! In each instance of renewed continuity, a part of her meets and completely disappears in the ocean.

This already realized union, is that very force of oneness, which perpetually pulls her throughout her journey!

The flow of the river, this bridge, the surroundings with the totality of my view from here and I, are all united together in this same oneness.

I see my whole life contained in this flow, all experiences coming and going, as water under the bridge. My Reality includes both, the constant movement of water and the stillness of the bridge itself!

I see the restless waters of my noisy life gushing by, with wave upon wave of ceaseless ‘doing’- as I stand watching everything, from the absolute stillness upon the bridge of my silent ‘being’.