My mind is cluttered,
I see nothing that is there.
I am full of misery and regret
over the past I cannot change,
anxiety and urgency
about the future I cannot know.
And then something wakes me up,
snaps me out of it,
out of the dream of temporal reality.
It might be a breeze
or the bright sunlight
or a sound filtering in from outside
or my cat rubbing up against my leg,
but something wakes me up
and suddenly it all becomes clear.
The shapes and lines my eyes perceive
are so crisp and clear
and there is a luminous quality to everything.
It is so simple and so beautiful all at once.
This is it, I realize,
this is my life.
I feel content.
There is nothing to be added or taken away,
I need nothing to feel fulfilled.
This is such a blessed place to be,
no big deal
and the entire universe
all at once.
As my eyes open to see
this beautiful life
and my heart opens to feel
the waves of gratitude
washing through me
I stand in awe
of how incredibly simple
it is to be happy.
It’s so exciting to say
I have everything I need
to be happy
and to really mean it.
This is true wealth:
loving what you have
and needing nothing else.
This gratitude practice
will give you a lifetime of joy.
You don’t have to do anything.
Just breathe and be still,
look around you.
Isn’t life beautiful?
If you cannot say yes
to this question,
and keep looking
until you can say yes
with your whole heart.
Say yes to beauty,
awe, gratitude, simplicity.
Say yes to life.
I let go of who I once thought I was
so that I can finally be
who I am right now.
There’s nothing dramatic about it,
no mystical experience
complete with levitation and fireworks…
it’s just me, sitting quietly,
finally able to appreciate this being,
this Self that I am.
There is something profoundly beautiful
in the simplicity,
I’m not all that different
from anyone else,
not at all special–
quiet ordinary actually…
I’m just a woman
sitting on a cushion, breathing
aware of my heart beat,
grateful to be alive.
There is no more pressure
to be great,
to prove who I am,
to stand out.
With this realization comes peace,
which is all I ever really wanted
in the first place.
Look for joy in the simplest places,
you will always find a reason to be happy.
A laugh, a smile on a beloved’s face,
the taste of home made lime ice cream,
Coming back to a cool home
after being out in the sweltering summer heat.
Holding and rocking my daughter like a baby
even though she is now six
(She asked me to, and of course I obliged!)
Seeing my children running and laughing,
healthy, happy, vibrant…
The feel of good yarn slipping through my fingers
as my latest project takes shape,
a little moment of quiet
after the noise of the day.
I started off talking about simple things–
but as I look back at my list,
I see how fortunate I am,
realizing that these “simple” things
are actually precious treasures,
and how good it feels to bask
in a state of gratitude.
I keep getting to this place
as I sit down to write
where I think
But I have nothing to say,
nothing interesting anyway.
What I have to say will be boring.
Why should I bother writing about my normal life?
And then I remember
Life is at once ordinary and extraordinary.
Sometimes the most ordinary of things
provide extraordinary pleasure,
and sometimes it’s our pursuit
of the extraordinary
that deprives us of appreciating
the beautiful ordinariness of our lives.
What determines how we see
are the expectations we bring to this moment.
Therefore, let me cultivate extraordinary perception
and see with new eyes.
Let me see the profound virtue in silence,
I won’t ever again worry
about having nothing to say,
because I’ll know in my heart
that the most important things
need not be said.
It’s late and my mind is tired
I’m drawing a blank.
I have nothing interesting to say.
I take a deep breath in.
I remember that I
don’t have to say anything at all.
Breathing in this moment,
I remember that being is enough.
Just to exist–
a great gift.
We crowd so much into our days
we might feel that we are always
hurried, frantic, overbooked, neurotic–
but there is an antidote to this idiotic
tendency to sacrifice quality for quantity–
we can make space.
It doesn’t take much.
You don’t need any special talent or skill.
Just look up at the great blue sky and breathe.
Slow down your foot steps.
Look, really look around you, see.
Watch how the in-breath melts into the out-breath,
how one thought trails off and leaves one moment
of non-thought before mind jumps to the next fantasy.
The space you make is a gift.
A span of timelessness,
of needing or wanting nothing but what is.
The freedom in this,
the simple joy,
It is yours for the taking.
Space is yours for the making.