The Art of Doing Nothing

Life is an endless learning journey, we have heard numerous times from different people in different flavors. There is dynamism everywhere, in every aspect around, something is getting created each moment. An event, a happening, an occurrence, all can be seen to going on endlessly one after another. Yet beneath this everlasting drama, there is something hidden, quiet, motionless, still continuum of that which stays unchanged forever witness to all that is going on, on its surface. 

As if the hand that holds the brush that paints on the blank canvas, connected to the arm, plugged into the body via the shoulder woven intricately with muscles, veins, arteries, nerves, tendons and neurons that make it move. These in turn connected to the nerve center the brain via Vagus nerve, that not only senses the incoming signals from across the senses, but also processes them and passes messages back and forth to make the movement happen. But what's running the brain, keeping it warm fuzzy, ticking relentlessly, beaming with energy like a radar tracking all occurrences in the sky? 

Something beyond it is running the entire mechanism, that which is beyond sight, yet may be visible with some insight. So are we really doing stuff, or is it really happening on its own with a predestined program of sorts, that is playing over and over again, turning the wheels of the bus that goes around and comes around? 

Well its worth a ponder, realizing the one who knows the art of doing nothing, yet being entirely participative in the entire drama of things, as well witness to whatever happens is definitely an unexplored aspect that may be found along the unknown path we all traverse someday sooner or later....!