This is beautiful Nan! Once again you speak for nearly all of us I would say. THIS - “Stay where my feet are.” Is the most stabilizing practice I do. Feeling my Feet on the ground lets me know I am being held by something that I did not create. Something I am honored to love and care for, but cannot own. This great Mother Earth…this gracious gift of gravity that holds our bodies oh so close to hers, and provides all that they need…This is where I find peace.
On so many levels you nailed it Nan - no surprise, you shining diamond! Your idea, the one that jumped off the page for me: choice. If we pause, if we slow - even a wee bit - we find that we always have a choice. From Steinbeck, the Hebrew word is "timshel". I've done a little research (as in Googled for maybe 5 min - HAH, research . . . cracking myself up) and the word timshel does exist and is likely Hebrew. Regardless, I rely on it regularly: Timshel - Thou Mayest - it's a promise. Not "Thou Shalt" - an order.
Shine on you lovely, kind, compassionate, whip smart, badass diamond.
Thanks, Deborah. I've never heard that word before. I'll go look it up too. LOVE learning new words. Cain and Abel. Perfect. East of Edent. What a wonder to have so many resources at our fingertips. Yes, we do have a choice. I was talking about this very thing on Monday with my spiritual teacher. xo
It’s life-changing to do what you are doing: to see fresh hell breaking loose every day yet also see the beauty you discover all around you. A while ago I noticed that my mood can is independent of events. I can feel energized and hopeful even though nothing good has happened since a day of discouragement and alarm. It was a profound insight but I don’t yet have the ability to control the process.
Hi Rona, I don't know that I have the ability to control the process either, but I'm committed to learning the practice. It's a helpful nugget to hold in my heart and mind. And so far, and this is new, it's really been a blessing to view all of this through another lens. Doesn't mean I don't have blood pressure and heart rate spikes when I glance the latest atrocity. But there's more balance for me now. This is a moment by moment endeavor. xo
RE: Food! It happens like that every single day, twice a day. Life is entirely new. I’d love to feel THAT excited about my daily meals. I don’t wag my tail nearly as much when I sit down to eat my breakfast.
Yes, our canine companions have much to teach. The beauty of simplicity...the beauty of the present moment!
They are my most wonderful teachers. True sages, my lovely duo. And yes, I'm sitting in my recliner, cup of coffee at my side, one pup tucked in next to me, and. one curled up between my elevated legs. If this isn't heaven, I don't know what is! xo
I'm so glad you published this, because I can relate, and you writing it made it validating in a pleasant way, if that makes sense. Yes, I've been in and out of the wasp nest of catastrophising and making myself anxious when I have enough of my own stuff to worry about - or not. As I get older (I'm 63) I too feel like I'm cuddling up with Grace, and I love the idea of sidling up to her/God/Spirit. I'm not a morning person either, and love to lie there in the sheets, enjoying their cosy hug, having a little wiggle of yummy delight. So, thank you. I'm having a little medical procedure today, and need to leave for the hospital in a little bit, so this was a nice read just before I go. Big hugs,
Yes, to all of this. And the 63 part too, but only for another 4 weeks or so. I think my age is a big part of all these feelings. I've never been as happy, as satisfied with most aspects of my life as I've been in my 60s. Best time ever, even with all the external noise happening. I hope your procedure goes well. Big hug right back to you, Francesca. xo
This is beautiful Nan! Once again you speak for nearly all of us I would say. THIS - “Stay where my feet are.” Is the most stabilizing practice I do. Feeling my Feet on the ground lets me know I am being held by something that I did not create. Something I am honored to love and care for, but cannot own. This great Mother Earth…this gracious gift of gravity that holds our bodies oh so close to hers, and provides all that they need…This is where I find peace.
On so many levels you nailed it Nan - no surprise, you shining diamond! Your idea, the one that jumped off the page for me: choice. If we pause, if we slow - even a wee bit - we find that we always have a choice. From Steinbeck, the Hebrew word is "timshel". I've done a little research (as in Googled for maybe 5 min - HAH, research . . . cracking myself up) and the word timshel does exist and is likely Hebrew. Regardless, I rely on it regularly: Timshel - Thou Mayest - it's a promise. Not "Thou Shalt" - an order.
Shine on you lovely, kind, compassionate, whip smart, badass diamond.
oxoxoxoxoxo
Thanks, Deborah. I've never heard that word before. I'll go look it up too. LOVE learning new words. Cain and Abel. Perfect. East of Edent. What a wonder to have so many resources at our fingertips. Yes, we do have a choice. I was talking about this very thing on Monday with my spiritual teacher. xo
It’s life-changing to do what you are doing: to see fresh hell breaking loose every day yet also see the beauty you discover all around you. A while ago I noticed that my mood can is independent of events. I can feel energized and hopeful even though nothing good has happened since a day of discouragement and alarm. It was a profound insight but I don’t yet have the ability to control the process.
Hi Rona, I don't know that I have the ability to control the process either, but I'm committed to learning the practice. It's a helpful nugget to hold in my heart and mind. And so far, and this is new, it's really been a blessing to view all of this through another lens. Doesn't mean I don't have blood pressure and heart rate spikes when I glance the latest atrocity. But there's more balance for me now. This is a moment by moment endeavor. xo
RE: Food! It happens like that every single day, twice a day. Life is entirely new. I’d love to feel THAT excited about my daily meals. I don’t wag my tail nearly as much when I sit down to eat my breakfast.
Yes, our canine companions have much to teach. The beauty of simplicity...the beauty of the present moment!
They are my most wonderful teachers. True sages, my lovely duo. And yes, I'm sitting in my recliner, cup of coffee at my side, one pup tucked in next to me, and. one curled up between my elevated legs. If this isn't heaven, I don't know what is! xo
Dear Nan,
I'm so glad you published this, because I can relate, and you writing it made it validating in a pleasant way, if that makes sense. Yes, I've been in and out of the wasp nest of catastrophising and making myself anxious when I have enough of my own stuff to worry about - or not. As I get older (I'm 63) I too feel like I'm cuddling up with Grace, and I love the idea of sidling up to her/God/Spirit. I'm not a morning person either, and love to lie there in the sheets, enjoying their cosy hug, having a little wiggle of yummy delight. So, thank you. I'm having a little medical procedure today, and need to leave for the hospital in a little bit, so this was a nice read just before I go. Big hugs,
Francesca
Yes, to all of this. And the 63 part too, but only for another 4 weeks or so. I think my age is a big part of all these feelings. I've never been as happy, as satisfied with most aspects of my life as I've been in my 60s. Best time ever, even with all the external noise happening. I hope your procedure goes well. Big hug right back to you, Francesca. xo