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The Feeling of Peace

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What if I didn’t have to try so hard to succeed?
What if all I needed to do was breathe and see
and open my heart to the feeling of peace?
I give everything I have
and a part of me says
This isn’t enough.
I’m learning to listen to another part.
It’s quieter and deeper under
and I have to get still
in order to hear it and feel it.
When I tune into this part,
I remember.
I don’t have to try so hard.
I can breathe and see
and open my heart to the feeling of peace.

Nothing To Do With Words

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Now it’s the conversation
between the anxious one—
the one who tries so hard to be good
and doesn’t quite believe she’ll ever be good enough,
and the relaxed one—
the one who realizes
it’s all good, and wants the anxious one
to just relax, breathe,
let it go, let life be.
The relaxed one says to the anxious one:
Sweetheart, you’re doing fine.
Just breathe.
Get still.
Close your eyes.
This life is beautiful.
Can you feel it?
I love you.
Can you feel it?
I admire you, respect you, cherish you.
Can you believe it?

And the anxious one replies,
Well…if I could feel and believe all of that,
we wouldn’t be having this conversation,
now would we?

The relaxed one laughs
and gives the anxious one a hug,
and hugs and hugs and hugs
until the anxious one forgets
what she was anxious about.
Sometimes the most important part
of a conversation
has nothing to do with words.

Watch What Happens

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What would happen
if you could really trust
the unfolding of your life?
What if you could trust
the wisdom that is
already there within you?
Please understand,
this isn’t about
sitting back and doing nothing
and calling this trust…
But it is about tuning in
to the guidance deep within you
and letting that inner knowing
show you the way.
This deep knowing
has an understanding
that extends far beyond
the linear mindset
of our day to day minds.
This knowing can guide you
in your thoughts, words and actions
to meet the perfect unfolding
of this moment
as you show up
with your highest potential.
Spend a little time
in silence each day;
get to know the source
of your deep knowing.
Then watch what happens
as you listen to that wise voice;
watch what happens
as you trust
in the perfect unfolding
of this one precious life
that is yours.

This Is It

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I sat in the forest today.
I saw countless insects
making their way along the forest floor.
An industrious lady bug
clambered from leaf to leaf.
Ants kept finding me
and I kept brushing them away.
Sure, I was supposed to be still
but I didn’t want to be bitten.
Birdsong rang out now and again
echoing lightly from the trees.
Sometimes the sun shone on me
full force and I felt hot.
Others the breeze blew
as the sun hid behind clouds
and I felt cool and comfortable.
I tried to stay still
but my body grew tired.
I fidgeted and glanced
at the remaining time.
I looked to the trees,
the forest grass
the mossy stumps
for some kind of answer;
there was none.
Only this moment.
This moment is the answer.
This is it.

This One Room

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Simply being…
That’s all I practice during meditation.
Of course I get hooked
by many thoughts
by sensations in my body
by impatience…
but then I take a deep breath,
determined to hold my seat,
to stay,
to remain there
as I set out to do.
Sometimes I wonder
what doors will open
as a result of my willingness
to sit still in this one room.

Noise

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After so much spinning noise,
it’s so nice to sit and just be.
But as my body becomes still,
the noise in my head grows louder.
Where is the spinner of noise?
Does she weave a tapestry of many colors?
Does she cackle and croon
and delight in all the textures?
Even in silence there is noise.
Even when my mind is quiet,
the noise continues on,
in the beating of my heart,
in the sound of cars driving by,
the TV downstairs where my husband
is watching a show.
I thought once that I wanted the noise to stop,
but I know better now–
the noise cannot stop.
The day the spinner of noise stops spinning,
so will the great green globe we call home.
So here is to sitting in the center of the spinning noise
and remembering the stillness that hides in the movement
and the sound that is concealed by silence.