I didn’t even want to write this story. It reveals too much of my weakness. I always like to present myself as calm, loving, peaceful. But I think we all experience those times when we are anything but calm. We had a P.A. day and it was a beautiful, sunny winter day. Not too cold but cold enough to go skating on a natural rink. I had a whole plan for the day that I thought was beautiful. We would go skating on the duck pond, lingering as long as we wanted, come home for some hot chocolate, do some crafts
Mental health is a wonderful concept to incorporate into the myriad conversations on health as a whole. Now shortly before I wrote this entry I was facilitating a yoga class. What may appear to be a strictly physical process is in fact shaped, held and digested in the mind. The mind as an uncanny ability to chatter, think, worry, fear, judge, channel and imagine with very little prompting or effort. And like a radio we are privy to all the different stations, static and frequencies.
I went skating on the duck pond today. I call it that because in the summer ducks come to nest each year. It’s one of my favorite places and I’m sure you will hear of it often here. It’s completely natural so the ice is bumpy here and there. When I started out I was very stiff, sure that I’d hit some big bump and fall flat on my butt. I was taking short, choppy strides, bent over like an old woman, arms extended to catch myself if I did fall.
My resolution this year is to be. That’s it. It doesn’t sound like much but in this world of so much doing it is challenging to move into being. There are so many things to be done. I move into being through meditation, walking in nature, inspired writing and qi gong. It is beautiful to see how I am changing as I shift my priority to being. And yes, the call of all the doing is strong so there is laundry to be done and I meditate, the bathroom needs cleaning and I am walking, the groceries need buying and