Today I will soften into the power of me.
I will flow like a river on a determined path,
fully yielding to the unexpected turns and objects along the way,
not giving into them but using them to jettison me forward,
staying true to myself, even in the face of the unknown…
strong, serene, complete in who I am.
Knowing that my strength is in my peace.
Fill your cup and keep it full, not just of anything, but with what nourishes, strengthens, and completes you. Nothing bitter, nothing bland, nothing that blocks well-being. Simply delicious, comforting, fulfilling. Sip, smile, refill.
The other day as I lay in stillness at the end of my yoga practice a sensation came over me, one of equanimity, of wholeness -a rather unfamiliar but wonderfully delightful and nostalgic sense of seeing and experiencing pure peace, joy, and perfection. It washed over me and surrounded me as if I was marveling at something on the outside, someone else’s greatness. Then I realized…this was the feeling I often had as a very young child. Pure peace and joy in who I am.
To know that it was all still there – the peace, the joy, the perfection – despite the countless blemishes and scars of a well worn life gave me such resounding hope – hope for the child within me, hope for the child within you.
It is in there, always, forever, no matter what…that we are whole, perfect beings, each and every one of us, each and every moment of our existence.
We just need to remember that.
And, as long as we can remember we will know peace and joy.
Practice spontaneity…not reckless abandon…rather transfer the decision making to your higher self. Let your intuition choose what comes next and experience the ultimate form and expression of your creativity.
What if I were you and you were me?
Would we live in harmony?
Would you love me unconditionally?
Would you let my heart and mind be free
In love and light and truth and peace?
What if the I in you was the you in me?
What if there was just one place – could it be?
Where we are one, where we both just be,
Existing in the space of eternity,
As light, as love, as truth, as peace?
If there is but one place, would you go there with me?
There is a peace and beauty that comes with the icy cold stillness of winter, a space for slower breath and for watching.
The same space can be found in pain and suffering when we greet those moments with compassion and loving acceptance, knowing that this is simply where you are right now…and you are not alone.
The thaw of spring will come and with it a great renewal.
Rise up.
Rise up with shining, loving spirit and compassion.
Rise up to support one another, guide one another, believe in the goodness of each other, and thrive together.
Rise up and celebrate our goodness, our power to heal, with the knowledge that we have it all, it already innately exists within each of us. There is nothing more we need to do than to let that be our reality.
Rise up in the power of love.
Rise up.
The word “haseya” comes from the Navajo people, the language Dine, and means to rise up, to come together across cultures and divisions, to heal the pain that separates us from one another and the Earth. To call upon the wisdom of our ancestors and the knowledge we hold within us to awaken a healing space for ourselves and our world.
Compassion, peace, and calm cannot be forced. One cannot demand that someone be compassionate. One cannot command peace and calm. Rather, one must model it, live it, and know that the path to peace in ourselves and others is a steady process of balancing ego and replacing envy and judgment with love and inspiration. And that is the hard work that we must individually choose to do.
To know unconditionally is one thing.
To love unconditionally is another.
Spiraling upwards.
Energy lifting.
Feeling so blissful.
Finding my joy.
Sensing my balance.
Knowing my strength.
Freeing myself to be me.
Monday Mindfulness 