Monday Mindfulness

Cultivating Strength, Joy, Peace & Resilience


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Blossom

How the sun warms the air around me,

enticing the earth to release its hold.

Slowly I begin to uncoil, splitting myself

rooting and sprouting.

Even as darkness remains,

tentatively I stretch and reach, barely taking hold.

Not sure whether I can dig myself out,

I vow to love

and hold

and encourage

and grow my little self.

Even with the fear of frost,

I will blossom.


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Fragile

Fragile

Mired in the fog of fatigue, loss, and self-doubt,

I am more fragile these days,

More prone to tears,

aware of tightness,

weakness,

imbalance.

Heavy and slower moving,

hyper-vigilant,

frenetic,

almost desperate to break free.

Oh, to relieve the longing,

the striving,

the insecurities.

To return to my true nature.

I am more fragile these days,

but not broken.

Tucked away for now,

but I will surely bloom again.


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Learning to Knit

So much of this past year was spent retracted, curled inward, huddled up against myself. Darkness, distractions, and attempts to keep things all the same occupied much of my thinking. Circular thoughts woven into fears. Captive in this castle, spinning my time into the yarn of “what if.”

I imagined I was suffering, experiencing punishment of some sort. Separate from my routine, separate from others, separate from much of what I knew as familiar.

Now, a year later, I am being asked to do something with all the yarn that I have spun. I am being asked to go back to some form of the way things were, to put the yarn away. But I have rather come to enjoy the spinning and might just want to sit and spin some more.

Ah, but it could be time instead for me to learn to knit. There are endless possibilities of where I can go from here and what I can create. If I can only see that every moment is an opportunity to learn and create something new. How fortunate I have been to have this time to spin this yarn.

In this re-emergence as the gates slowly open, it is lovely to see what others have woven. Some have acquired new skills. Connected and inspired from within, they are already knitting. Some have rolled the yarn into balls to store away for another time. Some have just begun to make the yarn. In this experience, I have learned that I can resist the weaving, stumble and climb over all the yarn, or I can learn to knit.


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Grace

There is something that happens when you tap into what you were meant to be and do. There is a joy and ease that comes in knowing you are where you are supposed to be. The more I let go into my grace, the more grace I have to let grow.

Like wings of a butterfly opening, I’ll feel my essence expanding, the essence of myself. I soften and let go, far from perfect, but gliding effortlessly into knowing that this is the way I am meant to be.

The breath deepens, the face softens, the heart opens, the mind relaxes, and the body moves on the rhythm of knowing that I am living in the way that was meant to be.

Grace is not an outfit I would have expected to wear, out of place like the ball gown of Cinderella. However when I step into the essence of my being, I cannot help but step into grace.

How could I have ever imagined that I was intended to be anything less than full of grace?

Artwork by Lana Reed.