Monday Mindfulness

Cultivating Strength, Joy, Peace & Resilience


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The Flurry

Snowflakes are gently falling, wet, heavy, cold. The air is still.  Yet, as if aligned with a predetermined path down, they fall, curling and dancing on invisible threads. How beautifully and carefully they weave the fabric of the newly formed blanket of white.

The landscape now changes. Familiar objects and colors fade as I grasp for their memories.  Each flake masking more and more of what I know, as more of my roots and my foundation fade.

They blur my vision as they spin and race to weave the blanket. They only create the illusion that what I know is no more.

For when I pause to breathe, I see. These dancing flakes inspire a new kind of looking, as if through a clouded window that needs to be cleared. My breath the cloth that wipes the window clean.

Faith reminds me that I know where I am, who I am, even as all I know disappears under the blanket.

And then, almost as quickly as the storm started, the flurry ends. Almost as quickly as they appeared the flakes melt away.

With this new moment, the sun shines. With this new moment, rays of light now dance on the same threads that wove the blanket.

Once more I am reunited with the familiar. Finding my roots and the landscape just as I had left it – once buried, never lost.

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The Verge

verge

I am on the verge,

the verge of wondrous things or perhaps tremendous calamity.

It really makes no difference.  The precipice is the same, the grander just the same.

There is beauty in it all,

Grace in it all,

Peace in it all,

Because all is love.

All is love.

 


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Response-Able

I am whole.

I am complete.

I am not waiting for anything.

I am aware of all that is going on inside and all around me.

There is choice at the base of my every action.

I am powerful and free.

I am responsible.

I am response-ABLE.


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Coeur…age

Think with your heart. Have faith in your instincts. Place yourself in unfamiliar positions and you just might find you are more comfortable and happier than you ever imagined you could be.


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Soft ripples

A rhythmic flow of thoughts, sensations and movement ripple along the surface.

There is a stillness in that rhythm, a fluid sense of presence, direction, clarity and completeness.

There is no pressing onward, no need for more. In the stillness, I am the me that I am to be.

So why do I seek waves and torrents when the stillness is the essence of my being?


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Complete Sea

IMG_6225Able to move great vessels

capable of such fury

so humbly bowing

at the edges of the earth

gently curling up

and cradling its shores

I am but a drop in this vast ocean

and yet without me

the ocean would not be complete.


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Star Light

star light

Follow not the bright star

that leads from above,

but the light from within

that guides with pure love.