Afternoon, pouring rain,
by immense thunderclouds,
and my body is tired
from a long morning hike
in the (almost) summer sunshine.
Memories dance through my mind–
forest shade and seas of ferns,
breezes so sweet
they were salvation
to my sun warmed skin.
How is it possible I can peer into
these two worlds at once:
the furious rain of reality
and the sweet heat of memory?
And sometimes reality is so sweet
and the memories pound in my mind
like an afternoon thunderstorm,
here in an instant,
gone in a flash.
Where am I, who am I
who knows these two worlds
yet belongs to neither?
Life is so magical
when lived with an open heart.
My inner saboteur
successfully talked me out of it
Now, this moment,
is a lot fresher, clearer,
Things seem lighter and funnier.
People seem friendlier.
Has the whole world changed,
or have I?
Catch yourself right in the middle of the thought
that there is something wrong with this moment.
Catch yourself, because the thought is so quick
it might slip through unnoticed.
Your job is to notice everything.
Sit still, close your eyes, go within, be quiet.
When you calm your senses even a little
you’ll hear the voice that is always spinning
the tall tales inside your head.
Notice the spinner and the tales,
and realize that you are neither—
You are the great witnessing presence
that notices as it all unfolds.
When you can step behind the thoughts
and watch the interweaving of your awareness
with the physical reality around you,
you’ll stand in awe of the whole thing.
Thoughts about anything being wrong with this moment
dissipate in the intensely beautiful light
of your awakened consciousness.
For those who are feeling discouraged about their mindfulness practice…
You think this practice is all for naught?
You think you can’t see any results yet?
I tell you, every second matters,
nothing ever goes to waste,
it all counts.
Have faith, trust, believe.
Your binary mind cannot comprehend
the vastness of this Universe,
so why would you look at your practice
through the eyes of this mind?
Close your eyes
There are no words for what you find
when the eyes of your soul open and see.
Ours is not the task of fixing the entire world all at once, but of stretching out to mend the part of the world that is within our reach. —Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Most of what enters our immediate experience
is there for our pure enjoyment–
the beautiful colors, the sounds,
the quality of the light, the air,
the water we drink, the food we eat,
the company we keep.
The deeper we look, the more we see
what we have to be grateful for.
When you look out at the world,
if it looks like everything is broken,
Perhaps it is your perception that needs fixing.
We all come around
in our own time, at our own pace,
in our own way.
You cannot plant a seed
and expect it to sprout one hour later,
and bear fruit the next day–
that is pure folly.
But you can plant the seed
and tend to it,
create the best possible conditions
for the seed to sprout, grow, bloom,
and give of itself completely.
So it is with each human being,
so it is with this world.
Just start today
choosing to see the perfection of life
for five whole minutes.
Prepared to be amazed
as you look out on the world
with the eyes of innocence once again.
Let us assume that enlightenment isn’t some far off ideal,
but it is real, and close, and in fact within us right now.
Let us suppose that we are able to tune in
to our most enlightened self, right here, right now.
What would that self be like?
What would it say?
Where would it go?
What would it do?
If we keep trying to get there
how will we ever know what is here?
Let us assume we have access
to our highest potential, right here, right now.
Let us believe that we can express
the highest version of ourselves,
let our lives be a reflection of that self.
As ombré ink illuminates the page
I am fulfilled by the perfection of life.
reality never ceases to amaze me
when I open my eyes and get out of my head.
Friendships blossom all around me
mirroring the friendship I’m cultivating
with my Self.
It was always this good,
I just wasn’t awake enough to see it.