Monday Mindfulness

Cultivating Strength, Joy, Peace & Resilience


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Part of Me

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The pain weighs so heavy on my body,

Pressing deep into my chest,

Down into my bones,

Constricting every drop of my being.

 

Yet, the breath still flows

Light and free.

There is courage, hope, relief

As I recall that the pain is just a part of me.

 

No matter how sad, or mad, or defeated I want to feel,

The pain can never be bigger than me

Because the pain is just a part of me.

 


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Fly Freely

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The waters span wide.  The air open and clear.  We fly in a world of abundance yet so often we swirl in competition for the perfect bite.  Jockeying for our place in the sun.  Diving deep for what feeds us with such reckless abandon.  But, when we soar gently on the currents of the air, watch intently for the tell-tale shadow that slides below the glistening surface of the water, in that moment the abundance shines clearly …soaring and diving, not in fear of what others might take from us, rather in knowing there is plenty and we can in every moment be freely and completely fed.


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Everyday Zen

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Spiraling upwards.

Energy lifting.

Feeling so blissful.

Finding my joy.

Sensing my balance.

Knowing my strength.

Freeing myself to be me.

 


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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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Peeling Away the Layers

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When I am truly present, I feel each experience within my body. I receive it with my breath. I prod it with my thoughts and explore it with my feelings. Then, as I peel away these aspects of experience, these many layers of me, my inner wisdom welcomes that experience, absorbing it like a sponge, until that experience becomes me.

When the layers dissolve, all that I experience is me.