Sitting at the kitchen table recently, I noticed the dancing refraction of light on the table, from the sun's rays passing though water in a plastic cup. Looking at the cup, the water appeared still, but the light shining through it spoke otherwise. I had already been pondering on the act, or position of stillness, so this captured my attention. Movement within stillness. Yes, this strikes a nerve. Hits home, even. Although this might not be the most technically accurate description of what I was witnessing (which I'm not really sure about), it spoke to me about what may vibrate (or be vibratory) within stillness. And since my laboratory for life is at the piano, where I continue to learn waiting and stillness as portals to beyond, I just took it in, watching it all happen with a bit of wonder. And as wonder begets pondering, I'm led to see my observation above (movement within stillness) as from the other direction; stillness within movement. Or maybe stillness alongside of movement.  I love a good paradox.  :)