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Dependence Day
Today I celebrate my free will and the ability I have to care for myself and live as I choose.
Today I celebrate my dependence.
My dependence on my self.
My dependence on my feelings to be raw, true, and guiding but not ruling.
My dependence on my mind to judge risk, reward, and my ultimate well-being in every decision I make.
My dependence on my body to tell me when I am making good decisions.
My dependence on my judgment and confidence to not always need to control the outcome.
My dependence on my ability to allow you to have your opinion and me to have mine.
Today I will have such great dependence that I will not need to assert my independence.
The Real Heal
You can’t fake healing. It’s gotta come from the heart, filled with love and kindness and an unconditional knowing you are worthy of wellness.
You must believe that you are worthy of wellness…always you are worthy of wellness.
Growing with Grace
It’s not in the mistakes that we make where our lessons have value, but in how we recover.
Recovery without backwards glances laced with accusations, excuses or judgment is growth. Growth is the ultimate form of healing.
Healing is recovery made good by grace, love, and kindness.
the donning of my awareness
I hear the birds calling.
I feel the rustling of the earth as outside the dawn awakens.
Sleep fell so swiftly upon me as the full moon watched over and with a new sense of soft inquiry my eyes flutter open. My awareness rustles with the sounds, colors and shifting environment around me. The morning presents itself to me, as my awareness awakens with the dawn.
In this moment, as my awareness shifts from my inner state of attachment to an interconnection with what is around me, I feel a different state of aliveness. An aliveness of knowing simultaneously what is happening on the inside and the outside of the container that I perceive as me.
This awareness is scintillating and soothing, clear and not completely definable. I am aware of all and nothing.
My awareness flutters and swirls like the newly arising birds that sing and dance just outside my window, tuned as well into the mystery of awakening.
It is in the awakening of the dawn that I can explore the awakening of my awareness. It is in the awakening of my awareness where I come closer to knowing the true sense of who I am…if I am who at all.
I begin to wrap myself in the dawning of this awakening. In donning my awareness, I welcome the awakening of this harmonious interconnection with all that is around me.
…nurturing the I iN All.
Green Flash
Green flash
There is a moment just as the sun sets on the horizon where light bends, refracts, and separates. In that moment, the colors that come together to create the hues we expect to see in a sunset step off to the side. Then, for just an instant a rare and dynamic flash of green lights the edge of the horizon.
The chemistry of the atmosphere, the geography of the planet, and our own awareness align to create this exceptional phenomenon.
In that moment, everything has its role, effortlessly and miraculously working together to make something special happen.
That same harmony occurs when our thoughts and feelings are congruent with our intentions and actions.
I long to live every moment as a green flash.
Green Flash
There is a moment just as the sun sets on the horizon where light bends, refracts, and separates. In that moment, the colors that come together to create the hues we expect to see in a sunset step off to the side. Then, for just an instant a rare and dynamic flash of green lights the edge of the horizon.
The chemistry of the atmosphere, the geography of the planet, and our own awareness align to create this exceptional phenomenon.
In that moment, everything has its role, effortlessly and miraculously working together to make something special happen.
That same harmony occurs when our thoughts and feelings are congruent with our intentions and actions.
I long to live every moment as a green flash.
The mist of the unknown
Change sinks in like a heavy fog.
It distorts my view. I become disoriented as it wraps around me.
I am afraid. All that is familiar is disappearing before me.
I am now isolated in its grips. It presses in upon my weary bones and tests the strength of my very constitution.
Somehow I find the courage to endure its press upon me as it softly whispers…”trust me.”
And just when the weight feels too much to bear, I surrender. I surrender the need to know what lies beyond. I trust that the weathered framework that is me will endure.
And then the winds shift and rays of sun seep in. My surroundings reappear with some familiarity and yet a brightness and clarity that tunes my eyes to seeing what went before unnoticed.
In uncoiling from this temporary isolation, I see that I am still here. I have withstood the pressure in the mist of the unknown.
All is brighter and inviting now as I embrace this new vision and carry on.
Self Conscious
I see myself…not in the mirror, but in your actions, in the rippling waters of emotions that swirl as I step into this experience with you.
Connected not because it pleases or displeases you or me but because it is aligned with a greater consciousness.
Most diligently and kindly I attend to my own being, more keenly aware of myself as the stone tossed into the river.
I am moving, yet still. You are moving, yet still.
With every breath, more aware of my existence.
Deliberate attention to the essence of peace and joy and love and grace in me results in the current that flows as me…
…when I am Self conscious.
It’s Time We Come Together
We talk about coming together as family, friends, community. Of course, we are social beings and need one another to share experiences, confide in, lean gently upon, and confidently hold up.
Yet, so often, in our coming together we climb over one another, talking over top of each other, thinking into each other, never really arriving in that space of coming together at all.
Even when we play together, our words, feelings, and bodies get in between.
What if we were to sit or lie down beside each other? Comfortably, safely, in our own individual space, yet together in one place.
What if we were to close our eyes, quiet our thoughts, cease the chatter, and agree to simply be there…not to sleep, but to rest side-by-side and unconditionally hold a soft space of awareness for ourselves and each other in silence.
Then, as we drift beyond the container of the body, a dance begins…a dance of the breath, of connection without words, of equal sharing in this seemingly timeless space.
It is in this space where we are equals, where we listen to the songs of others, where we simultaneously share everything and nothing, where we see each other as we see ourselves, where we are in this skin but somewhere else.
A palpable collaboration takes place in this precious space of collective rest — wakeful, conscious allowing of the stillness, allowing of our being, allowing of one another.
Maybe it is not in a board room or at the family dinner table or on the basketball court where we can do the most leaning on, supporting of, and accepting of one another. Maybe it is actually in this space of shared rest where we can find the greatest power in our coming together.
Monday Mindfulness 