The Eyes That Know
I remember sitting on a porch in the Blue Mountains, watching a kookaburra perched on a fence post. It didn’t move for twenty minutes. It didn’t seem to be waiting for anything in particular, yet its posture suggested it was holding the entire garden in its gaze. We spend so much of our lives in motion, rushing toward the next task or the next conversation, that we forget the power of simply being present. There is a specific kind of stillness that isn’t empty; it is heavy with awareness. When you encounter a creature that is perfectly content to just watch, you realize how much noise you carry around with you. It is a humbling reminder that the world doesn’t need us to be active to be alive. Sometimes, the most profound way to participate in a place is to stop, hold your breath, and let the forest look back at you. What do you think they see when they look at us?
Nu Yai Sing Marma has captured this exact feeling of quiet observation in the image titled The Silent Watcher of the Forest. It is a beautiful reminder of the life that continues whether we are watching or not. Does this stillness make you want to slow down?
