Monday Mindfulness

Cultivating Strength, Joy, Calm & Resilience


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Just Blooming

Sensitive,

not fragile,

discerning,

not judgmental,

discriminately absorbing,

not assimilating.

Cyclically blooming to retain resilience.

Protection

without

hardening.

Exotic?

Mysterious?

Nope.

Just being

fully

oneself.


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Revolution

Newness and unfamiliarity

fuel curiosity.

Forward momentum guides creativity. 

Acceptance reveals the path to joy.

Growth is the gift of change.


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Fractionated

Feeling small in the shadows.

Isolated.

Distilled down.

The whole broken

Apart.

Sifting and settling,

Until in the dark,

In the stillness,

In the pain,

A soft voice whispers,

You are something more.

The pieces begin to reform.


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The Space Between

Where the wind blows,

light dances

and shadows meander.

The trees sway and grass grows.

Raindrops fall.

The heart beats.

The body feels.

The mind rambles.

Quiet calls.

Stillness and movement reconcile.

This is where grace lives

and love persists.


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Touchdown

Grounded in lightness.

Free to expand.

Confident in choice.

Clear in direction.

Comfort in stillness.

Peace in the quiet.

Steady in heart.

Content in this breath.


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Discarded

Alone, 

it rested 

below the fresh 

and blossoming 

bouquet, 

forgotten, 

dropped. 

As if it’s work was done,

the petal fell, 

tired, 

heavy, 

worn.

It left the collective

where it had so faithfully held on,

believing that its beauty lay

in its contribution.

It could hold on no more.

It had to drop away. 

It had to pull apart.

In its moment of letting go 

and seeming it was done,

that petal 

became 

its most beautiful 

version 

of itself.


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Porous

Recognizing without conforming.

Allowing without absorbing.

Flowing effortlessly between the inner and outer world.

Uniquely connected.

Discerning without differentiating.

Stepping out of the rigid container of familiar and safe 

to freely exercise vulnerability and authenticity.

Curious.

Open to the new and opposing.

Existing within this thin permeable membrane.

Maintaining sense of self. 

Living deeply and authentically.


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Ne

My roots are in my breath.

Every inhale allowing the material and superficial conditions of my being human to fall away.

Every exhale reminding me of the expansiveness of my essence,

the pliability,

permeability,

fluidity,

of my foundation.

Not what I am or

where I’ve been.

Not entrenched in the past or

tethered to the future,

This foundation reminds me,

beyond what matters,

beyond all matter,

that I am not that.

I am holding everything and

holding onto nothing.

My foundation is the launching point.

I am founded

in my unlimitedness.