Monday Mindfulness

Cultivating Strength, Joy, Calm & Resilience


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Joyously Moving Forward

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Dissolving the idea that work, life, or who I am needs direction, drive, determination, pain or intense commitment. Simply moving along wherever the joy takes me. Knowing that is enough.

Joyously moving forward.


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Unconditionally

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You are light.  I am light.

You are happy.  I am happy.

I see you — the vibrant, perfect energy that is you.

I don’t need you to have struggles in order to feed my stories.

You are loved. You will prosper.

You will release patterns that hurt you.

You are released from serving my insecurities.

Be free of the shackles of my faults, my fears, my challenges. They are not yours.

Thank you for carrying them, for holding onto them so dearly, but you no longer need to.

I don’t need them anymore and neither do you.

We can just exist in the pure and natural state of joy that we are…

no stories, no struggles…

just light and love.


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Belief Thief

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I wonder what my days would be if I only engaged beliefs that fuel my natural state of peace and joy.

What if I stopped taking on beliefs that don’t serve me – beliefs others have about me or what I think they think?

What if I were to just be…perfectly imperfectly me…and to stop being a belief thief?


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Always in Season

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Love and joy are always there, just like the water and the air.

Sometimes it seems as if they only have a time or season,

As if waiting to blossom, like the first buds of spring.

Though, when my heart is open, I see they are always there,

Ebbing, flowing, budding, blossoming, no matter when or where.


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Smiling Eyes

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When the care is genuine, unconditional and free,

the eyes portray that authenticity.

When you truly love what you do and where you are,

the heart shines, the air softens, the eyes smile.

When you look into smiling eyes,

there you find hope, joy, inspiration.


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On Her Merry Way

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There once was a girl who carried a bag of doubt and shame.

And, she wore a coat of her ancestors’ woes.

One day, as she walked her path, her bag fell to the ground.

The contents of the bag rolled into a patch of wild flowers, glistening with peace and love.

As she gathered the contents of her bag, a few wild flowers mixed in.

She noticed how the flowers lightened her load and at the next patch added a few more.

At the next field, she filled her coat pockets with the flowers.

…and she floated along on her merry way.