Ease comes with contentment. When the heart is content, the flow of life is more easeful. Contentment takes practice. It come through the effort of letting go of expectations and judgment, of feeling whole and complete, and knowing that things are just as they should be – not always good, not always pleasant, but right the way they are. Contentment needs no story, no plan, no solution, simply a willingness to let life unfold with all its imperfections… and in that willingness resides the space of ease.
There is just one of me – one body, one mind, one world.
Yet, when I am in the left side of my mind, my world is lined up in neat little rows of describers and stories that define all of my experiences, forming memories of the past and predictions for the future, a space of story-telling, label-making, and structure.
In the right side of my mind, I am larger, brighter, made of colors, shapes, and lacking concrete boundaries. When I step to the right, I feel free and open, joyful and full of peace. My world is expansive, allowing, and in so many ways limitless. In the right side of my mind, I am present and full of wonder, curiosity, and enjoyment.
I move back and forth from side to side, creating the dance that is me…but I do think I would be better off if I took a step to the right more often.
It’s time to set the table and prepare for the feast…a feast not of food or of Black Friday specials, but of the hugs, smiles, and laughter that accompany a table set with love and joy.
At times it feels like life is a whirling vortex — too many obligations, too much to do, all in the name of success.
But, just like in every space of darkness, there is a flicker of light, in every space of chaos there is moment of stillness – a space for a breath, a pause to say, “How does this feel?”
As you float in that momentary space, determine whether it is angst or joy. If it is joy, dive in. Swirl. Let everything else go.
The world is full of givers and takers. I’m a giver. On some days it seems there are a whole lot more takers. I used to get upset about that. Now, I just spend more time with givers. Unless I want to feel useful…then I hang out with the takers.
Forgive and forget, so they say…but can you forget and forgive?
What if you forgot to send out an email that hundreds of folks were counting on for inspiration? That marked the beginning of your new week? That added a little lightness to someone’s day or made a difference in some little way?
Could you forgive yourself enough to send that message a day late, still filled with love and inspiration? Could you love yourself enough to honor the hectic pace that got away from you without judging too harshly your set of priorities? Could you simply say, “This message will still matter and will serve its purpose, even in this different time dimension.”
Monday Mindfulness 