Monday Mindfulness

Cultivating Strength, Joy, Calm & Resilience


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Waves of Certainty

Stability still exists on unsteady ground.

Certainty is fluid,

evolving,

flowing, 

transforming with experience.

Clarity illuminates experiences,

blending shadows and light.

Truth exists in parallel forms,

compelling,

not competing,

with one another.

Curiosity,

Creativity,

Compassion,

Flexibility,

Forgiveness,

Courage,

Patience.

Certainty can be 

enlarging, 

depleting,

dynamic,

not always comfortable,

always informing.

Encountering uncertainty without surrendering discernment.

Inviting 

assuredness,

clarity,

and wholeness

as life unfolds


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The I in All

Nourished by the sun.

Refreshed by the rain.

Cradled by the moon.

Lifted by the stars.

Watched over by the animals.

Fed by the earth.

Made resilient in being human.

Unlike any,

Connected to all.

Grateful for this artwork generously shared and created by Susan Kerr.


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Sitting Still

Flickering hopes.

Embers of struggle.

Burning desire 

for connection,

belonging.

Peace sits

beside anguish 

in the stillness.

Being 

in the not being.

Embracing the shadow 

and the light.


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The Rock

Steady and receptive,

I stand ready to support you,

and even absorb some of your

sweat and tears,

But I am not here to

carry your burdens.

I offer a place to pause,

to rest,

to integrate,

to evolve,

to do whatever

you need for you.

I am not here to meet your needs 

or to help you learn anything.

I trust that your life is already teaching you.

I am here to create a space where you can 

hear your own heart’s whispers,

and discover how to meet your own needs,

knowing you are safe,

and secure,

in exploring the unfolding of your life for you.


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True Growth

Slowly.

Steadily.

Evolving.

Not striving 

or seeking forward momentum.

Allowing.

Unfolding.

Remembering

that being

does not require becoming.


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Soften

Showing up just as is.

Wearing no mask.

Offering no filter.

Boldly displaying flaws as its character.

Inviting a slow awakening of the mind,

a soft unfolding of the heart.

Awe spontaneously cultivated.

The gaze draws from its surface

into its remarkable uniqueness.

Simplicity and complexity

so readily revealed. 

The flower doesn’t tell it’s story

It just shows up.

Open.

Exposed.

Unapologetically

doing its work,

filling its space in the world,

just as it is.

Stepping into its beauty,

owning its ridges,

thorns,

needs,

and purpose.

Offering a place for the world to pause,

to connect,

to belong,

to soften.


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Love

Tapping against this existing structure,
This sensitive and permiable flesh
That can absorb but a mere fraction of the flow
droplets race towards the stones below,
Dancing,
Leaping,
Diving,
Feeding
Into crevices and
Across surfaces
Colors,
Texture,
Relationship
Shifting.
The stones
Channeling
Nourishment.
Cleansing,
Refreshing.
Meandering down and into the
Outstretched branches,
Receptive soil,
Budding growth.
Like the breath itself,
Subtly finding its way to the spaces Of greatest need without
Discernment or judgment.
Offering healing
Existing as its own force
And somehow blending with everything it touches.
New and invitational
And yet
A familiar and present
Force
Already existing,
Always there.
Within all.


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Both

Feeling goodness.

Recognizing capacity for love and joy…

and pain and sorrow…

and confusion and disappointment…

Offering laughter and playfulness…

tears and aching.

Ever grateful.

Still longing.

Inviting.

Learning to receive.

Faith,

not hope,

guides discovery.

Recurring smiles

share space with unsettled emptiness,

offering glimpses of spaciousness.

Trust becomes the compass point,

as surrender calls.

Not giving up,

but diving in.

Relinquishing the tight reins of control

to allow the fullness of life to unfold on its own.

Turning towards the depths of the oceans of stability within,

to exist within it all.

Grateful for this artwork generously created and shared by Matt Buncik.


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Unearthing

Murky are the surface waters,

Cold and dark, the mud feels heavy.

Abundant are the obstacles to expanding outward.

Unforgiving crevices entice, yet lead nowhere.

Solitary feels this existence.

And still it is called home.

An unknown force – courage perhaps – fuels a simple cell to activate.

A small stirring and restriction becomes the road map.

Containment provides clarity.

Movement replaces stagnation.

This incubation over.

Growth has begun.

Subtly and silently, a leaf

and then a petal.

More and more petals.

Surfacing.

Outstretching.

Unfolding.

Without ceremony.

So Beautiful.

The blossoming that reveals itself from under the mud and muck.