Hello I’m life coach and sometime philosopher Peter Winslow, here to offer a few words. Yet words can only begin to describe the climate in this part of the world lately. Continentally, torrents and tempests rock the landscape and displace countrymen, whilst here in vast Sonora we bask in what has seemed a perpetual season of spring. The days have long been warm and clear, the evenings resolutely glorious.
I often find myself out of doors at dawning of day, a most enchanting hour to be conscious. Superlative time to meditate; in the temperate stillness I awaken to a natural resonance which fills me with what I can only describe as presence, and I absorb it readily.
Presence… the very word carries a significance and beauty all its own. When you hear or read about presence, you may imagine the effortless flow of silent power; the skill of a personality who deftly commands the stage; or the personal gifts you’ve received, as in birthday presents. What fun!
Transcend the play of words and realize that presence embodies a shift in consciousness quite apart from the intellectual capacities. It’s an excursion beyond the intuitive and the imaginative minds to an inner realm from whence consciousness arises. More than thinking, this is being.
Being creates flow; flow engenders trust, and trust cultivates non-resistance and non-judgment. Much as tending a garden, the harvest of a power greater than ego grows and develops in and through us, nourishing those around us as they find their own consciousness subtly raised by our own presence.
A topic for conjecture? Hardly. Words bring us no closer to presence than we already are. We must go beyond the bounds of simple semantics to experience the ineffable.
– Peter Winslow
