In his book The Art of Communicating, Thich Nhat Hahn invites us to come home to ourselves by walking mindfully:
Home is the here and now, where all the wonders of life are already available. You can’t arrive fully in the here and now unless you invest your whole body and mind into the present moment. If you haven’t arrived one hundred percent, stop where you are and don’t take another step. Stay there and breathe until you’re sure you have arrived one hundred percent. Then you can smile a smile of victory. It’s probably best to do that only when you are enjoying mindful walking alone; if you are around other people, you may create a traffic jam.
You don’t need an app or an outsider to tell you whether you have arrived. You will know you have arrived because you will recognize that you’re comfortable being. When you walk from the parking lot to your office, go home in each step. Recover yourself and connect with yourself during every step. No matter where you’re going, you can walk as a free person on this planet Earth and enjoy every step.
Recover yourself. Come home to yourself.
Today, may you be blessed in the knowing you are home. May you know the comfort of be-ing.
Trusted teachers have both taught and reminded me over the years to set an intention at the beginning of each day. Intention is a powerful energy that guides our thoughts and actions throughout the day, reminding us of the truth of who we are. Below are a few examples of intentions I have found to be supportive of my journey.
I live from the Peace of my Soul.
I Am All That I Am
I manifest the love And compassion of the Divine.
I am Peace Itself.
I Am Love Itself.
I am One with All That Is.
I like to write my intention for the day on a small whiteboard in my kitchen. Seeing it helps me to live in the moment and to be aware of my thoughts and my behavior. Few days pass that fail to bring me opportunities to live my intention fully. Sometimes the circumstance affirms the truth of my intention; other times my intention guides me into higher awareness of my own patterns. This awareness elicits either gratitude or the desire to shift what I am thinking or doing.
May your intentions be clear, true, and powerful. Namaste. Peace dear hearts.
Stop for a moment today and look at the sky. Take a deep slow breath and listen. What do you hear around you? Are you living in the moment? Are you aware of what you are thinking, feeling, and experiencing in that moment?
Why? Because this moment is all you really have.
May you be blessed with the Presence of the Divine; may you know the Truth of Who You Are.
One of the things I find underneath anger is fear. Being afraid is one of the most uncomfortable experiences I have had. When I am ignoring or unconscious of my fear, it often manifests s anger. When I step back and examine the anger, I find that it is often with myself. I have created a situation, or stayed in one for too long, that is resulting in someone coming at me in a hostile manner, whether verbal or physical. Even if I am angry about something beyond my personal life, I realize it comes down to something very similar. I am not powerful enough to prevent or change something that is happening. I am not in control; I do not have enough influence. I’m scared.
I do not like being scared so I get angry with myself for not being powerful enough.
At some point, once I have owned my powerlessness, I come to the doorway of surrender. I lean into my spiritual practice and immerse myself in Divine Love. As fear lessens so does anger. Now, I can be more honest. What can I do? Can I love myself enough to leave a relationship, job, or situation that is not healthy for me? Can I become more involved in my community and world, remembering that even small efforts can build into change? Can I spend quality time with people I admire and learn from them? Taking action in even small ways lessens my fear and builds my confidence in myself, in the Divine flow of life.
I can use the anger that was covering my fear to motivate me into different thinking, into positive action. Fear and anger are powerful energies and those energies can be channeled into the courage and strength I need to be a more effective human being. Yes!
Did you know that you cannot breathe deeply and softly, expanding through your torso, and still hold on to resistance?
Just a thought…
Stop for just a moment.
Soften your jaw and face.
Softly bring your lips together and feel your breath in your nostrils.
Keep your nose soft.
Now slowly close your eyes and just breathe for a few moments.
You are loved.
My mother could see the channel leading into Pearl Harbor from her house on Hickman AFB, Hawaii December 7, 1941. She was pregnant with her first child (not me) and my father was state-side. The US planes had been ferried to California for maintenance, which is why we had as large a presence in the Pacific after the attack as we had. She watched the ships trying to clear the channel to open water to avoid being sunk in the harbor. She saw one get hit before that was possible. As she stool there stunned and watched men begin jumping into burning water, her neighbor, a military nurse, pulled her inside and told her to turn her radio on for evacuation instructions. Can you even imagine how terrified that young woman from Ely,Nevada was? They could see the Japanese pilots as they made bomb runs. Others later reported that they could see their faces when they dropped low enough to strafe the buildings.
My mother, along with the other women and children at Hickam, were bused up to Tripler Army Hospital in case of a second attack. As they drove past the barracks on Hickam, they saw medics tending to wounded men being brought out. She said the lawn was covered with the wounded and she could see the marks on the walls and the broken windows. The planes had flown low enough to use their guns on specific buildings.
Traditionally, those holes remain on the sides of those buildings as a reminder of that day.
My father and the other pilots returned to Hawaii shortly after the attack. My parents were grateful for a brief time together before Mom was sent home and Dad deployed to serve in the Pacific theater. He returned safely almost four years later.
God bless our military and their families. Thank you for serving. It isn’t enough but Thank You.