Monday Mindfulness

Cultivating Strength, Joy, Calm & Resilience

Category Archives: self-awareness


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Night follies

Tossing and turning

to release the entanglements,

the incomplete exchanges,

the charges,

the depletions,

the crossings,

taking from,

or rejecting

others

and self.

Battling in the darkness

the shame

and judgment

of the weaknesses,

mistakes,

and stuckness.

Playing the game

of loathing,

disaappintment,

protection,

defeat,

revenge,

in my sleep.

All the while knowing that whatever happened yesterday does not decide today.  

No matter the outcome of the dreams or circumstances of before,

I will awake to a whole new tomorrow,

another opportunity to play.


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I hear you

Say I love you like a cat,

I trust you like a baby,

I believe in you like a tree,

I know your greatness like a dolphin.

Unleash your heart and

speak your truth…

not your prerogative,

not your thoughts,

nor needs.

Go within and beyond.

Authentic.

Whole.

Honest.

Because the gurgling that arises from your throat in the form of words is but a practiced screening of the vibrational current of your true voice within.

Sit in the silence, until it no longer feels uncomfortable,

until you can speak and listen from that space of clarity,

love,

and peace.

Know that I hear what you say long before the words are formed.


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Enough

Stand in your joy!

Exude love,

kindness,

generosity.

Not because they will gain you respect

or stature

or power

or success.

But because that is who you are,

and you deserve to walk into every room before you,

swinging that door open with healthy arrogance,

ready to share your grace and goodness,

just as you are,

with those fortunate enough to be in your presence.


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Blisters

My old, worn out shoes,

so familiar,

form to fit my imperfect feet,

adapted over time to accommodate my lopsided gate,

carrying me faithfully in my uneven stride.

There comes that time that those beloved companions have served their purpose,

worn out in functionality,

poised for retirement.

In come the replacements,

stiff,

awkward,

shifting,

adjusting.

Blisters making way for bliss – forging new connections for movement and growth.


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On Being Seen

Finding the balance between expressing and encroaching,

between stepping back and leaning in.

There are moments to blend

and times to expand.

Expressing one’s colors

requires softness and boldness,

the ability to complement and hold up another and still stand fully on your own.

Today, will it be accent or statement?

There are places to be both.


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Real Work

I stop to touch the tree trunk as I walk by.

My nose perceives the sweetness of bright white clusters of flowers on the horizon and the moistness of the ground beneath me.

I watch as stillness and movement come and go.

I sense the invisible currents of the air

that bring me sounds,

some familiar and many more curious.

This is the work of being on this earth.

Not leaving memories,

but making them.


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The Climb

When I peel away the stories,

When I release the plans I made,

When I drop into this very moment,

I see and feel so clearly

The peace,

The grace,

The love,

And the joy

At the core of my being.

I know this as the truth.

This mountain could not have been built of anything less.

This mountain I now climb provides the vantage point from which I launch into my unboundedness.


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Full Me Rising

I am so powerful that I can command my own suffering to inform change.

I am so creative that I can find solutions to the underlying mysteries of my experiences.

I am so brave that I can step into my full consciousness and awareness with grace.

I am so smart that I can turn to love, kindness, and joy at any moment,

cultivating it within and inspiring it around me,

even in a world focused on being something else.


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Struck

The current flows through me like a lightening bolt.

Jaggedly it rips at my center.

The burning wake of hollowness almost crumbles me to the ground.

As the charge hits the earth,

it dissipates,

diffuses,

extinguished in a flash.

Breath and smoldering flesh hang on.

Roots cling to the soil,

unhinged by the destruction.

The sky still dark,

the air now still,

droplets descend from the clouds as a small peace offering and attempt to soothe.

Shhhh….

calls out the rain.

You will prevail.

Forever changed, yes.

Wearing the beautiful mark

of challenge overcome,

and your willingness to be a conduit

for the powerful energy of

change.