As the world turns and the seasons change, the magic garden is budding and sprouting before our eyes. It is amazing how automatic and intelligent this unfolding is. No manual need be read, no youtube tutorial necessary. Mother Nature and her children know just what to do: stirring, stretching, dancing towards what enlivens them; what feeds them. Roots are thirsty for water and minerals as leaves and branches reach towards the light. Squirrels, birds, worms and all the other creatures are instinctively flowing through life with perfection and precision. I wonder if we human children have this natural instinct too?
For a moment, let’s picture our earliest beginnings, nestled deep within our mothers warm, dark womb. Her every heartbeat the rhythm of our very existence. Now, fast forward to the outside world where we are held, cuddled, carried, nursed and loved by that same womban,with her same steady heartbeat. Remember when we got bigger and more curious about the world around us. and how Mamas hands held ours, Mamas lap our throne, Mamas kisses dried our tears. If anybody could make us feel better it was Mama and her dear friend Dada. Oh and the food! There was breakfast, lunch,
It’s been two weeks since I have written anything. It’s been two weeks since I have meditated or done qi gong also. These are the practices I have chosen in an attempt to connect deeply to that part of myself that is God. To live more often in a state of joyfulness. To embrace living in a deep way. I began this journey about six months ago and I have to tell you I have struggled. My goal is to write for thirty minutes, meditate and practice qi gong every day. Most days I have failed to do all three
I recently spent a week consciously avoiding multitasking. It was more difficult than I expected. I love to listen to CD’s of books or music when I drive and like most modern mothers, my phone is never far away. I was surprised how often I found myself reaching for my phone. Of course it is no longer just a phone but really a handheld computer. I use it for e-mail, internet searches, twitter, facebook and LinkdIn. I didn’t think of myself as someone who was constantly tethered to her phone but when I consciously stopped multi-tasking the truth was revealed
This Good Friday, I am thinking about death, an appropriate topic, I think. I went to see a man by the name of Stephen Jenkinson speak about death. He is a lovely, gentle man with a warm sense of humour and a deep love for people and great compassion for the human condition. He spoke of how we try to medicate away death. Anesthetize ourselves from having a profoundly human experience. We don’t even want to name it. Instead we call it palliative care, hospice care and speak of achieving ‘a better outcome’. What is a better outcome when death