Have you ever had someone casually ask you what you have been up to and you can’t think of anything in days to share with them.
Monthly Archives: March 2013
Words have a power and energy created in the very saying and writing and even thinking of them.
Words are strong. They are there to express a thought or a feeling.
That is why the words we use in conversation and in our head should be considered with care, spoken with care and written with care.
Mindfulness says that thoughts and feelings that are unkind to our BEing should not be pushed away, but recognised for what they are and then allowed drift away in their own time.
They are just simple thoughts and attached feelings that will pass and they have no magical power over us. We are in control of them.
This is a basic mindfulness practice.
On my journey towards mindfulness, I realised that the practice of doing this will be easier when the words in our head remain gentle.
So – for example. . . I accept what I am thinking and feeling . I won’t deny it or reject it. I accept it for what it is and when it has passed through my consciousness it will be gone.
It won’t exist anymore.
Just like yesterday, it will enter my past.
I will then move from today to tomorrow, remaining aware of what I feel and the words I apply to those thoughts and feelings.
I will attach kind words to my day and be grateful when tomorrow comes .
I will be grateful for the small things.
I will be grateful for the Sun tomorrow morning .
It can be all too easy to take each day and how we live it and what we see and enjoy for granted … Almost expecting them to be.
By choosing the language we live by carefully, we will move from expecting to accepting.
(Expecting – the word itself is heavy with obligation and necessity and that alone casts a shadow on a day that acceptance will not. )
Accept today with gratitude and thanks and today will feel gentler and softer and kinder and warmer.
We expect the sun to rise each day, even if it’s behind clouds. It’s a gift of nature.
Be kind with your words – be kind to yourself and accept each day with gratitude.
….. is one of my favourite numbers.
I think this is the day in March when spring is supposed to have sprung! ( the jury’s out on that this year. )
At 11.02 GMT on Wednesday this week, the sun crossed the equator.
For the next 6 month, the days will be longer than the nights in the northern hemisphere.
Regardless of weather conditions and late blooming daffodils, I thought I would mark this time with a poem that I wrote as the earth was tilting towards winter last October.
A breakout day, slung low over a ridge choked with
clouds of chalk grey.
Light bulging up towards the eye of a storm.
Talons twitching – two kestrels wing south
on the whiff of a field mouse.
Still now, they swoop.
As the start of spring heralds a new phase in the natural world, I jotted down a few signpost ‘reminders’ for me as we enter it.
1.) Stay active in body and mind.
2.) Continue to write for the love of writing.
3.) Live always by BEing me first.
4.) Seek less and live more.
5.) Ride the wave that is today and enjoy it.
You too merry bloggers.
Several weeks ago a fellow blogger and I placed a trust in each other by linking our words and music together with Sonorous – (a post on Feb 23)
It was a gentle creative fit during a long cold late winter month.
Another blogger who enjoyed our collaboration suggested we do so again. We both agreed we would like that and soon afterwards I received a beautiful piece of music.
This was a piece that had been carefully taken care of by my new creative partner – 67painting.com for some time.
He bravely set his creation: his baby free . . .and placed him/ her trustingly into my hands. This was a privilege for me, as well as being something I had not done before.
Inspiration is a fickle thing, as we writers know and can sometimes go into hiding, so I cautioned that it may be days or weeks for me to find the voice the music so deserved.
I listened to the piece several times over a few days and started to sense how it made me feel. It is soft, peaceful and yet joyous too. I thought of small children and their glorious innocence that create smiles all around.
I recollected the first moments after the birth of my first born and it’s life changing energy.
And then- on a very long, hectic day that was choca bloc with activities, I was in a cafe for a sit down and a break and the words all flowed: and I was able to add another layer to the piece of art.
Here is the result of a creative collaboration on wordpress.
I am writing these words in my ever present notebook from the departure terminal at Heathrow. ( later…as in right now! …to be transcribed onto a blog post)
I am sitting in a cafe simply BEing. I am not stressing about the airport experience or the looming night flight to come. I used to.
There was a time when the prospect of a long flight sandwiched between 2 airport encounters would make me deeply anxious. I came to realise that this was due to my perception of the experience to come-
– I saw a block of time, with an excessive amount of stranger interaction, condensed into it……..stressville! Taxi guy, check in lady, boarding pass, scan this, shoes off,….coffee shop…bookshop…..and that’s all before you have even stepped on the plane.
In the latest 18 months I have shifted my thought process away from others and instead channelled my energy into myself. This too is a form of BEing with me. Staying in the moment and as a result not getting anxious.
I travel light and I travel with trusty companions: notepad, pen, book, kindle now too…iPod …. oh yes and my passport!
What I didn’t realise until this trip was that it was bigger even than that….bigger then BEing with me: it meant I had overcome a fear of travelling and straying too far from my comfort zone.
In embracing time with me (even in an airport lounge) I had chased away anxiety, dread and excessive fatigue.
It’s a mindset. It’s BEing in the moment. It’s a re channelling of energy back to It’s source – back to me.
It’s about learning a bit more about yourself: even in an airport terminal.