I want to thank you for your comment yesterday about meditating through all the upheavals. I have had the roughest 24 hours emotionally I've had for a while (the reasons are for another time - too raw at the moment) and didn't think I would be able to sit I was so all over the place.
But I remembered what you said and decided to try. And to my surprise I managed about 15 minutes of watching my breath. And it helped. Yes my mind went off at times but there were moments of peace as well.
So thank you. We often don't know what will help someone else ...
sitting, sitting and being, with you all, with the blossoming nature, birdsong, with the deaths you are grieving and with the waves that keep coming....
I have been meditating, in the country of the mistral, on the sound of wind. It's a good dance - feeling my body blown by it and not resisting, trusting the knocks (it's a strong one) and the lulls. Not much different from life.
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{{Beth}} we're all here for each other.
And Janice, sorry I didn't respond to your sharing of the difficulties, and sadnesses around your father's death. Grief is cyclical. {{Hugs}} dear.
I'm up early with a wet or leaking floor. Sigh. Crises aside, Good Morning!
Oh Brenda! Hoping that the wet floor dries.
I want to thank you for your comment yesterday about meditating through all the upheavals. I have had the roughest 24 hours emotionally I've had for a while (the reasons are for another time - too raw at the moment) and didn't think I would be able to sit I was so all over the place.
But I remembered what you said and decided to try. And to my surprise I managed about 15 minutes of watching my breath. And it helped. Yes my mind went off at times but there were moments of peace as well.
So thank you. We often don't know what will help someone else ...
Love to all.
[[Beth]]
Love to you all. I don't have much to say lately but you're vividly present to me and I'm holding you in my practice.
xoxoxo
sitting, sitting and being, with you all, with the blossoming nature, birdsong, with the deaths you are grieving and with the waves that keep coming....
I have been meditating, in the country of the mistral, on the sound of wind. It's a good dance - feeling my body blown by it and not resisting, trusting the knocks (it's a strong one) and the lulls. Not much different from life.
Love to you all.
I'm here and sitting and thinking of you all too. much love.
Sending much love to each of you. Each of you.
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