Via...Moments...we are made of them & stories

The year is still so new yet moving swiftly and I’ve found that 2019 is calling for much quiet; beckoning depth beyond reasoning. My schedule is awry, off kilter, and sometimes I question the flow of too late nights and cocooned mornings slowly awakening. While my body thanks me, my mind pushes and pulls groggy with anxious questioning….”this can’t be healthy, can it?”…”are you depressed?”…judgments…”you’re being so lazy”…”how can you expect to accomplish anything?”.

I look around though and I see beauty. My morning eyes take in the space I’ve so thoughtfully created, delicate and dark purple flowers with falling petals painting color and texture across the kitchen counter. Edges and curves and sunlight caressing little messes from too many projects happening at once. My cat, perched or moving slowly, her body giving meaning to the shapes and depth of each space. I take in the way she curves around the legs of the chair before gently leaping to seat and table top creating layers and motion from the ground up and around as my eyes follow. She, her name is Monkey, has always taught me to slow down and love more…fully.

As I move from head to heart in these quiet moments with eyes opening softly, I soften. There’s space now… for a shift in perspective. I move from fear, judgement and overwhelm to gratitude, beauty, appreciation…I remember myself and the gift I have of becoming absorbed in a moment, a place, a person or thing. I remember time and what a blessing it is. That this winter nook of cozy rambling mornings, coffee and time for contemplation and writing is so much of what I’ve longed for. In prayer bowing low, cradling my own brow, third eye resting between crossed thumbs and kneeling. In the pause I can recalibrate. My thinking mind which does so well to move between wandering and intensely focusing. This nesting reprieve from the world; nourishing.

Becoming absorbed is like a falling in love with…and is one of my favorite practices. It has changed my experiences in life, though there are still moments of struggle and fear I have much more lightness, joy, laughter, gratitude and faith which creates a fertile ground for growth and expansion.

Growth and expansion…

We live our lives via the ebb and flow of the known and unknown. The tides of life, like seasons changing, each current and leaf, a moment as unique and uncharted as our own breadth and depth. Seeing with the naked eye gives us just enough information to clench tighter, ease open or leap in faith towards our next destination. Yet there is always motion…

“Via” meaning through…speaks of a journey…which beckons an evolution…

Growth and expansion…