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Still Growing–Somehow

I had a lovely day of thanks giving yesterday with a small but sincere gathering of open hearts.  Threads of conversation–any tendril available to anyone at any time–an undulating web of compassion.

If it sounds lively, it was; that in it itself was a banquet.

And we were mindful of it. Our gratitude perhaps best expressed by a thoughtful young woman who reminded us “we’re going to be okay.”  I am decades older than she but if this woman who works with and for the planet believes, then I’m with her.

If you’re still intact, if you’re still viable

it means you’ve been growing somehow.

That all of the impressions of life

have landed and stuck somewhere.

Bill Murray

No one at this gathering is untouched by the results of the 2016 election but there was a frame of equanimity around this Thanksgiving Day, an impression not soon forgotten. Who knows yet its depth. My Innisfree 081016

Aim for Even posts offer equanimity in daily doses. No day or dose is ever the same, even if the aim is. You may read about the origins of Aim for Even here or on this site’s About page.

 

 

In the Giving of Thanks

The aroma of life is a heady one, the stuff of banquets. We need not starve ourselves with conditions, certain ways to partake. Why save it all up for a Thanksgiving dinner eaten off plates used once a year?larch-in-autumn-1212

Is the every day celebration of being alive not enough? What has more worth?  

The zest of life is in each moment—such a heady aroma–free of conditions and expectations. Only we bring those to the table. Why not partake of the banquet as delivered?

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life.

It turns what we have into enough, and more.

Melody Beattie

And the best part? Life delivers daily.   

Aim for Even posts offer equanimity in daily doses. No day or dose is ever the same, even if the aim is. You may read about the origins of Aim for Even here or on this site’s About page.

Turning Down a Day of Chase with Gratitude

I woke up weary. It happens. If I’m not mindful, the day will get lost in “if only”–escape scenarios–unsettled energy, swirling first in one direction then another, a day of chase.

I am reminded of Pema Chodron’s observation regarding Buddhist teachings: they keep telling us we “don’t have a lot of time to waste.”

That we create scenarios of escape–the if only–Chodron says is “the greatest poison.” After all, in escape we exit the life we’ve been given for one we think we can create.

The teachings try to scare us into waking up to how

little time there is and to the preciousness of human birth.

Pema Chodron

hawk-3“If only” does have some merit; it is capable of scaring us. And often does. All we need to do is create a scenario—Chodron gives examples of losing one or more of our senses—where life as we knew it is completely and irreparably changed.

Within this context, waking up weary seems a mere wallowing. There is a softening of my heart. Gratitude streams in, so much brighter than any scenario I was creating.

Gratitude pushes open the door of equanimity when a closed mind would rather wrap itself around its own creations. The atmosphere is charged with curiosity. Despair deflates.

Rumi reminds us that expressing gratitude in our lowest moments allows us to discover a “secret path” known to no other.

You can’t see it yet but so many paradises

are at the end of this path.

Rumi

Curiosity immerses us in the day we have, no longer a captive of “if only.” Escape cannot withstand the light.

Aim for Even posts offer equanimity in daily doses. No day or dose is ever the same, even if the aim is. You may read about the origins of Aim for Even here or on this site’s About page.