Ive come to learn that underneath a lot of my anxiety is a tender heart. Ive come to learn that underneath my fire and anger is my grief. Being spiritual doesnt mean living a life free of pain or injury. It will always exist. As SARK says, embrace the Marvelous Messy Middle. I dig that. I really love the opportunities to go underneath my desires and attachments, dont you? I mean, we are human. Your cat pees on your art? Good. Your boyfriend cant commit? Good. Observe your reptilian brain responding and then visualize your prefrontal cortex coming into the ring. Stay there for a few moments. Our automatic reactions to situations will initially shut down our heart and our listening ears will fall off. Use this reflex as an opportunity to practice mindfulness for even the really uncomfortable crap. Then bring in the compassion for this human experience. This isnt about making excuses for destructive behavior or living in a world of perfect #selfies on Instagram. Pleasure is pleasure. Pain is pain. It will come, it will go and enlightenment aint about shooting rainbows outta your....you know what. My nirvana? Lovingly realizing that Ive fallen off the horse again and then coming home to my heart while I get back on. And again. And again. Awwww, yes...practice, thats right. Okay, mindfulness, thats right. Oops! I fell off again! Grateful for the words that kinda touch the truth. XO molly
Posted on: Fri, 06 Jun 2014 18:12:27 +0000
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