All that is necessary to awaken to yourself as the radiant emptiness of spirit is to stop seeking something more or better or different, and to turn your attention inward to the awake silence that you are.
Listening itself is an art. When we listen with a still and concentrated mind, it’s possible to actually be responsive to what the words are saying. Sometimes deep insights come in a flash, unexpectedly.
Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author’s words reverberating in your head.
Author: Mikala Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader Word Count: 700 Warnings: Some swearing. Mentions of wanting to shoot someone?? Lol Author’s Note: Here’s the second fic for my “Drive” Drabble week! The prompt @bovariaprovided for me was “Sit still, for the love of all the is Holy.” I rearranged it, though. Also, during June in New York, the sun rises around 5:30am EST,
so that’s the time I used for this! Come back every day this week around 4pm (EST) for a new car-related drabble! Previous Drabbles: (#1)
“Please, Y/N; for the
love of all that is Holy, sit still.”
Upon Steve’s request, you immediately froze, stopping your leg form bouncing up
and down and halting your fingers’ incessant drumming on the armrest of the
“You’re the one who dragged me out of bed at 4:30 in the
morning. It’s your own fault for deciding to be a nice kidnapper and giving me two cups of coffee on the way out the
door,” you retorted, silently begging your jittery body to stay motionless. Steve
didn’t say anything else. It was after five now, and you were in his car as he
cruised down a dark road that was unfamiliar to you. There wasn’t much traffic
this early in the morning, and you could feel dawn coming.
If you just sit and observe, you will see how restless your mind is. If you try to calm it, it only makes it worse, but over time it does calm, and when it does, there’s room to hear more subtle things - that’s when your intuition starts to blossom and you start to see things more clearly and be in the present more. Your mind just slows down, and you see a tremendous expanse in the moment. You see so much more than you could see before. It’s a discipline; you have to practice it