Do you ever have those moments when everything seems so philosophical but somehow you understand the meaning of life? For me, those moments occur during what I call "a state of stillness". I like to stay productive and fill my life with plans and lists. Getting caught up in that is easy for me, so I need to just stop sometimes to really recognize what's happening around me and in my life. In order to listen I have to stop talking. Sounds simple, but it's something I rarely remember.
I walked around the city all day, exhausting myself with talking and working and other cluttered activities. Finally my day was gone and I found myself at the subway station waiting. I saw this person sitting quietly and peacefully and I realized I hadn't sat peacefully all day. I needed to "stop and smell the flowers".