I’m learning how to simplify… I can’t anticipate what’s next, but I can be here now. I can’t know what will happen tomorrow, but I can attend to what needs to be done today. I can’t know if my friends will be in my life forever, but I can love who they are right now. I can practice this willingness to stay in the simple present moment so that when the time comes, I can simply let go, simply let go.
When we aren’t trying to get somewhere else or do something else or be someone else or feel something else We might just pause long enough to realize that where we are and who we are is actually pretty great.
I choose to feel good. Even though I was programmed by people who were programmed to believe that life is a struggle and there is never enough good, today I choose to exist in the possibility that I can feel good most of the time. Even though I’ve made lots of mistakes, even though I don’t have all the answers, even though I’m not sure of my future, I choose to feel good. I can feel grateful for my past; it brought me to this now. I can feel grateful for this now; it is holding me and giving me this opportunity to awaken. I can awaken to my power to choose how I think and act and feel. Today, I choose to feel good.
Hey, Inner Critic, it’s time we had a chat. You see, you can stop telling me I have to figure it all out, because no one has it all figured out. We’re all in a process of becoming. So stop it already with the pressure, and the anxiety, and the belief that I have to be more, do more, have more. When I’m free of you for just a moment, it’s actually quite pleasant. I can breathe and feel free in this moment, all I ever have.
She stopped. Sat down. Breathed. Ventured within. As her shoulders relaxed away from her ears She could hear the same old fears rattling around her brain, clamoring for attention. She dropped her awareness deeper, all the way down into her belly. There she felt the ancient tension of the ones who struggled for survival, the ones who toiled and strained and numbed their pain with the fruit of the vine again and again. Then she prayed, calling in the Angels, The Teachers, The Wise Ones, The Guides, The Ascended Masters, The Well Ancestors: Thank you for being present. Thank you for holding me in your Matrix of Light. Thank you for rewiring my neural circuitry. Thank you for restructuring my DNA. Thank you for helping me to see what needs to be seen, do what needs to be done, hear what needs to be heard, forgive what needs to be forgiven, heal what needs to be healed… Breath by breath, forward and backward, across all time and all space, eventually she sits complete within herself in the center of this Universal Mandala feeling and knowing ALL IS WELL.
Afternoon, the sky a light silver-gray, oak leaves orange brown, maple leaves red, bald cypress defiantly remaining green. Crows muttering to one another, and a tender breeze stirring what was inanimate into graceful gestures of surrender and flow. How could I possibly regret my past given that it brought me such a shockingly beautiful and stunningly simple present?
No matter what, I’m learning. I’m learning that beyond duality there’s a gorgeous realm of seeing without judgment, without the labels of right or wrong good or bad male or female. We could also call it the realm of being or the realm of experiencing. It’s where the mind that fixates on the past or projects into the future doesn’t hold the same sway, where the living, breathing moment holds us and relaxes us to the point that we can open to it and welcome it like we would an old friend or lover who knows all there is to know about us and loves us anyway.