Reflections on Sitting & Waiting!

I sit here in a quiet, small-town airport in Northern Ontario waiting for my flight home to the big city. I have nothing to do but wait. Oh, I know that I can fill my mind with more endless chatter of 'must-do's and rather-be anywhere buts', but instead I choose to simply be. The quiet of the airport is soothing and reflects a calmness. A lady cleaner sweeps the gleaming floor. The person at the airline counter sits quietly reading. This is Now. This is where I am. This is perfection itself. I am. God is. That is all.