Monday Mindfulness

Cultivating Strength, Joy, Peace & Resilience


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Finding Your Balance

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There is a sweet moment in sailing when the two sails, the main and the jib, are trimmed so precisely — balanced, as a captain would call it — that the boat seems to sail itself, rising on the wind, gliding through the water, you can even let go of the wheel and the boat will stay its course., tuning itself to the angles of the wind,  knowing what it needs best.

Our make up is not much different than that of a sailboat.  For, when we connect body and mind in seamless balance, the vessel of intuition takes flight and the higher Self is free to let go of the wheel, to trust each piece to do its part in divine equilibrium to sail us forward most efficiently, most powerfully, most joyfully and full of ease.

Some call it a true art to be a captain who sails a balanced ship.  Take the time to trim your sails, to feel the wind, to know what it is you need, and to find your balance.

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Flowers in the Heart

 

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Sometimes things may look old, rundown, plain or dreary as you dash quickly by.  Whatever the condition of the outside, the edges of the frame you see, you can always find a space of light, of color, of beauty, alive in the heart.


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Doing my best…

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Doing my best to blend in, but realizing I am just destined to stand out.


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In the valley…

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Scattered thoughts or free thinking?

Procrastination or cultivation?

Anxiety or excitement?

It all depends on the filter you apply.

Whether perceived as negative or positive, when aligned with intention, all things meet in the middle, the filter dissolves, and in the valley of the heart, where labels and values are neutralized by the Self, the real work of joyfully being can begin.


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Dance

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Dance like sunlight on the grass…paint an ever-changing pattern that stirs delight and marvel…and cast your shadow without bending a single blade of grass.


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In the Cradle

  • imageIn the stillness of my breath, the pain goes away, life’s challenges lie outside of me, and I know true peace. In every breath, I am me, the me that exists beyond time and space, the infinite, radiant me, the me that I sometimes forget until I rest in the cradle of my breath.