Archive for Living in the present moment

Is “I Love You” Enough?

Yesterday, a friend shared with me that her thirty eight year old cousin suddenly died, leaving behind a 12 and a 8 year old child. I am sure those children heard many times how much they were loved, and in the days to come, they will feel the love of family wrap around them and hold them tight. I wonder though in the years ahead, if words spoken so long ago will be felt the same way as a letter can feel in one’s hands.

A handwritten letter is something you can hold and allow the love of the one writing it to pour into you time and time again. The letter can be simple, with a few sentences sharing some aspect of the values you live with. It may be the endearing qualities you see in another.

There are no guarantees in life because we don’t know what will happen today, much less tomorrow. The only time you have is now- What are you doing to share your love with those around you? Can you take the time to reach out to someone today to let them know how much you care?

If you have a specific person you would like to share wisdom with, and would like to explore writing with a group of fellow travelers, please join us Friday night for a worded wisdom event. I would love to see you there.

Please join us on Friday, April 26th as we explore the power of the written word.

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Happy St. Lucy Day!

Good things are worth waiting for- that is the message today as we celebrated the Feast of St. Lucy at our house.  It is the morning when all the candles are lit, and after getting Sarah out of bed with song, she lit our Christmas tree for the first time this season.  Breakfast of bacon ( of course!) eggs and pumpkin scones were shared by the lights of the tree, and the candles all around us. George Winston”s December CD  played in the background, music that always brings me back to this time of year.  All of our eyes contained bittersweet tears, knowing that next year, Sarah would be waking up in a dorm room on a college campus, and Tony and I would celebrate the morning without the joy of our three daughters, yet in the love of each other.

We started celebrating St. Lucy Day almost 18 years ago. It is a special day used to mark importance, to stop us in our tracks and  remind us to look for the sacred in the midst of our every day lives. Our holiday season seems to be taken over by constant commercialization. It is good to be quiet, to pause and soak in the light and love around us.

I struggled to wait for St. Lucy’s Day. I hosted two gatherings this month, including my gluten free cookie exchange last night when I was  tempted to light the tree. But Sarah kept telling me this was her last St. Lucy Day at home, and she didn’t want to be cheated out of the moment.

And what a wonderful, yet fleeting moment is was- before I knew it, the sun was rising, Sarah was finishing a paper for school, I packed her lunch and she was out the door.

As I sit and write this, the candles are still glowing and I can feel the warmth of of their light surrounding me. I know that what we have is amazing and special. Even if it was only a few moments together for breakfast before our beautiful Christmas tree, I know the moment will carry me through the day and remind me to bring light wherever I go!

On this feast day of light,  shine your light in the darkest corners of life and see what magic can happen in the moment!

Walking the Labyrinth

Today, I walked the labyrinth at Unity on the Avenue Church on 17th Avenue in Denver. It was the first date I had with myself for a very long time. Here are some of the lessons I learned on my journey today:

There is no wrong or right way to move through life- there is only this moment to notice and embrace!

It is not about arriving and leaving, coming and going, beginning and ending- it is about becoming more aware of your journey at this moment, and finding peace.

I have a tendency to want to skip ahead in time- to look to what is coming next instead of really experiencing this moment.  It took me most of the labyrinth to become aware of more than just the sound of passing cars- I finally tuned into the squirrel scampering up the fence, five different bird songs, and the crunch of the gravel under my feet.  Then I noticed the blueberries, just two, dropped inside the path, and wondered who had dropped such a sweet surprise.  When I was able to release the voices in my head, my heart steadied,and I became present to the world around me.

How is it that the 27 year old relationship with my husband and the 22 years of relationships with my children speak louder than the 48 years I have spent with myself?  What I feel in the depths is a longing and desire to find me and develop a loving relationship with this soul, this body, this person who has been my life-long companion. I have no desire to tame her- rather I hope to unleash her passions for life and encourage her to come out and play, to increase the fun in her life. I want to love and accept all of her without judgment.

I am creating space in my life- setting my intention that quiet moments will be filled with conscious breath and more listening.  The deeper meaning in my life will come with repeated trips to my center, moving deeper and deeper through the experiences in my life.   And, like the author T. S Elliot says,

“We shall not cease from our exploration
And at the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time”

 

Will you join me as we wander through the inner wilderness our our own hearts, and learn to love ourselves for the first time?

 

Reflecting on Self Care

I am rereading a book I love called “A Weekend to Change Your Life” by Joan Anderson.  I may be writing several blogs on the activities she has to help women discover their own passions and re-ignite a desire to take care of self.  The calendar activity was an eye opener for me.

On a clean sheet of paper, without the use of your daytimer, try to remember back to the activities you engaged in over the past year.  Start with January and move to the present day.  Once you have events listed, put a square next to the activities that exhausted you, a triangle by the ones that invigorated you, a heart by the ones spent with a significant other, and a circle by the experiences that were just for you.

As I moved through my year, I became aware of how my days were occupied by work and  family life, and how  little time was focused on me or on my relationship with Tony.   As I looked over the page, I wondered how many of my activities I did because I truly loved them, or I did out of duty or necessity.  While there were some fun things like Becca’s college graduation, and trips to Iowa to do some speaking and college tours, and having all three girls plus guests at home this summer, those things also took a lot of energy. Sometimes my weeks were filled with nothing but exhausting activities.  What was glaring at me was the lack of scheduled downtime in my months, no vacations, no chunks of time away to rejuvenate or re-energize.  And other than the regular energy work exchange with a good friend, there were no scheduled times for self care.

It was a great exercise for me to see what was clearly lacking in my life so I can make different choices in the future.  Tony and I sat down this morning to plan some dates before the end of the year, and we have plans to get away for two days in January.  I am re-evaluating my exercise schedule, wondering how I can find a pool to start swimming, which I haven’t done for years. For some reason, the water is calling me and I would like to honor that desire.

As the girls are all on their journeys moving out into the world, it is a perfect time for me to take the journey inward, and plan out events that allow me to experience the joy of self, and rediscover my own passions.  My inner journey toward self love will change the look of next year’s calendar.  I hope that when I complete this exercise next year, less squares will show up and a lot more hearts and circles will fill the page.

What do you want your self-care to look like in the next year?  If you don’t schedule it, it won’t happen.  The time is now.

A Shift in Perspective

It has been an interesting week with the announcement of Becca’s Peace Corps Placement in Somoa.  I am incredibly proud of Becca and am pleased that she is going to be using her skills to make the small island in the South Pacific a better place.  She will be educating teachers on English Literacy and also be creating two community projects and managing them. They could be anything from an after school program to a health program or even preparing for the building of a new community school or center.  When I think of her marketable skills when she returns, I am in awe.

Lucky for me, I connected with some amazing women on Tuesday night and had the opportunity to share some of what is happening with me.  I am overwhelmed with the changes that are coming in our family, and I am working to build my speaking business and sell more books. I never seem to be able to relax and stop working.    A friend said to me, “Why are you looking to the future to build your legacy?  You have already built it in your children.  Look at what they are doing.  It is time to celebrate!”

She is right- Sometimes I am so focused on how I can be successful financially with speaking and book sales, that I forget to look and see that my daughters are my immediate success.  I think about the doors that will open for each of them, ones that were never in my line of vision, and I can take some personal pride in knowing that I had a tiny hand in shaping them to see the world as full of possibility. Becca will be in Somoa, working to build a stronger community.  Hannah will be back in Minnesota, living in community and studying for a double major in English and Environmental Studies.Sarah will only be with us one more year before her own college adventure begins.  She is looking at places with a global community that will stretch her and make the world smaller, and  less black and white.  There will come a time for me to put ALL of my focus on speaking and writing.  But that time is not yet here.  Now is the time to celebrate with gratitude all the blessings of my family.

How many of us women are missing the boat?  How many of us think that our roles in the work world are more important and define us more than the role we play in our own home?  If my girls are any indication of things I have done right, than I am successful beyond my wildest dreams!  Now that is a perspective that I need to reflect on and remember as I move slowly into the next phase of my life.

 

A Gathering of Women- a Sharing of Love

If there was ever a doubt in my mind about who my market is as I do more speaking and sell my books, today’s gathering of women confirmed that I am in the right place, doing the work I am supposed to be doing.  An amazing giving woman named Lois  read my book in less than a day, and then called me to share her tears and praise of my book.  Then she told me she wanted to gather her friends to hear my story.

I had never met Lois until today, but I could tell  she was a well connected woman. Lois sent out an invitation to her friends, asking them   to come to a meeting at her house for something that would inspire them. They had no idea why they were gathering.  Lois made sure they knew they weren’t coming to a party where they would feel obligated to buy something, and if they trusted her, she wouldn’t disappoint.  Twenty three women squeezed into Lois’ family room and waited for her to tell them what the surprise was all about.  And the surprise was me!

Lois introduced me in vague terms, not wanting to give any of my story away.  I immediately connected to the energy of these amazing women.  As I shared my story, I saw recognition in the eyes of those in the room, evidence that both loss and challenges have been a part of their own lives, and they too have searched for the good to come out of such life events.

I was honored to be with these women and as I left, I felt confirmed and appreciated, knowing that my story is indeed making a difference in the lives of those who hear it.  Never would I have believed how much light and love would come out of a story of darkness, but that is how God works in the world.  If we are open to love, it shows up in abundance.

 

 

Doing Less, Discovering More

 


In the last week, I have become aware of how many things I do in my life by rote, so much so that I often am not present to the act of doing them.  When my mind is not on the present moment, I am off thinking about something in the future, or worse, thinking about something I did or didn’t do in the past.
In order to keep my life less stressed, it is vital for me to be present in the moment.  I easily stress when I think of my to do list, and all the things I need to do to make my business successful, or get my book written.  But the reality is I can only do one thing at a time, and I have to do that one thing in present time.
My oldest daughter and I have been talking about her schedule next year, and she is already thinking about what she will do after college. As we discuss her fears, my answer is always the same.  Worrying about the future never does anyone good, and the only thing she can do in the present moment is what is in front of her.
So taking my own advice, I begin working on the tasks that are in front of me.  I know that I might not get everything finished today, yet, I am reminded that we are always a work in progress.  And if I am present to my work today, I am more effective and will take less time to complete each task.

How Much Did You Love?

It was Easter weekend at our house, and our family tradition is to attend mass on Holy Thursday, Good Friday, and Holy Saturday.  It is a lot of church for one weekend, and yet it is my favorite time of year in the church.  And I am grateful to hear my sixteen year old daughter say that it is her favorite time of year too.  My oldest daughter surprised us by coming home from school Wednesday night and spending the weekend with us.  I was definitely on family time.

Even though it was busy, I wouldn’t trade this time for any other. Remembering how Jesus taught us to serve one another, remembering his passion and death, and then celebrating his resurrection is always reflective time for me.  When have I stopped to serve others, and be present to them, not just go through the ritual?  What are the things that I need to die to in my own life so that I can rise to new life?  Am I aware of the communal suffering of humanity, and how everyone experiences trials and suffering, or am I wrapped up in my own world, too unaware to notice?   When I am suffering in my own life, do I really trust that this can’t be the end, that if things are not okay, then the story isn’t over?  Do I believe in a God of love, or just a God of suffering?   And finally, am I waiting for the other shoe to drop or do I believe that the best is yet to come?  All of these questions helped me to reflect this week, and to take a look at where I am going in the future.

Sitting in church and seeing all three girls holding hands and being present to one another is an amazing gift.  The girls are best friends, and I have to say that Tony and I did a great job building that legacy of love for them.

I was getting ready for dinner guests on Easter Saturday, talking to my mom about not having enough matching dishes, cloth napkins, fancy silverware, and she reminded me that nothing can take the place of the love with which we greet our guests and invite them into the warmth of our home.  She is right.

The most important question I will be asked when I finally leave this world is not did your dishes match, but rather, “How much did you love?”    Thus,it is the question I continue to work on, walk with, and celebrate in this Easter Season.



Following My Heart, Living My Mission

Tuesday I had the opportunity to reconnect with a friend.  She was struggling with some life issues (Aren’t we all?) so we met and talked for a couple of hours.  It is always amazing to hear the words coming out of my mouth that bring clarity to her, while in the background I hear another voice inside my head whispering, “Are  you listening to what you are saying?”    I seem to have surrounded myself with teachers who are showing me the way on my path through their own struggles.

Today in the mail, I received a card from my friend that was just a perfect follow up to our talk.  It said, ” Following your heart will cost you dearly, but not following your heart will be much more expensive.”

How many times have I lost my way, panicked, and spent hours looking for jobs I know aren’t right for me just because I get scared and I want some sense of security?  But when I calm down and listen to my heart, I learn to trust again that I am on the right path, creating security by being true to myself.  I don’t want to find out how expensive it would be to not follow my heart.  I have had enough experiences to know that working at a job that brings me no pleasure will not be kind to my body or my heart.  I always come back to my mission statement which is “to be a healing presence in the world.”  Every decision I make needs to be based on how it fits within the mission I am living now.  As I write this, I notice that my mission doesn’t include filling my back account, and using money to measure my success.  My success is measured in the time spent with friends bringing clarity to confusion, encouraging and letting them know that I support them in their decisions.  My success is measured in time spent with young people, working through a book called Success for Teens, teaching them that a good philosophy and taking little steps everyday can make a difference in their futures.  My success is measured in time spent capturing the story of an elderly couple who have no children with whom to share their stories, so I become the listener, the keeper of the stories of  the depression and World War II, knowing that there is healing in the telling.

Yes, I continue to be grateful for the time spent with others when I truly feel I have been a healing presence.  And I continue to follow my path, writing my story and now helping others to write their stories with Spirited Roots, trusting that by being a healing presence in the world, the God of love will take care of my own needs, including filling a bank account with what I need to live and continue my work.

Living the Imperfect Moments

The spiritual life is about being open to every moment, however incomplete, because every moment in life has something to teach us about what it means to live well. It is about realizing that sometimes the perfection of the moment lies in accepting its imperfections.

Joan Chittister, Welcome to the Wisdom of the World

I love this quote.  It reminds me that even when I feel like I am not moving forward towards my goals, there is something of value to be found in every moment along the way.   I was sitting with Andrea Costantine  yesterday and we talked about how both of us tend to go where the wind blows us.  She is a fellow traveler on the road, moving in and through opportunities as they arise, just like me.   My life hasn’t been marked with the traditional success path of climbing a corporate ladder, or sticking to a career for 20 plus years.  I haven’t made it big in the stock market, and I don’t have a rich relative who will leave me a fortune.  But what I do have is the belief that every situation I have encountered has prepared me for the next.  I have a unique set of skills that continues to build and apply to the next opportunity I find.  I like Andrea’s idea that opportunities are permission slips to move ahead and try something new.  If it doesn’t stick, well, then I have gained something that will prove to be useful in the future. And even if I don’t fit a traditional definition of success, I just have to look at the love and friendship around me to know that I have done many things right in my life.  So I am freeing myself from living the perfect life, and being content being perfectly human!  If you missed my piece last year on a train bound for somewhere, you can catch it here.

What is right is only that which must be done at the present moment, even when we are not sure exactly what that is.

Joan Chittister, Welcome to the Wisdom of the World

What about you?  How are you living the imperfect moments in your life?

Contentment Can’t be Bought

“Life, we think, is simply a series of tasks to perform, a list of things to do: get the job, buy the house, finish the degree, have the children, do the work. It takes years to figure out, if we ever do, that life is not a task at all. Life is far more difficult than that. Life is the process of coming to see what is not seeable, to hear what is not said, to become what we are but never knew we were.”

Joan Chittister, Welcome to the Wisdom of the World

Reflection is one of the most powerful tools we have to increase our ability to make life giving decisions.  It is only when we take the time to look beyond what can be seen with the eye to what is happening behind the scenes of a situation that we really grow.

I have been in a reflective state all week, pondering not only where I have been but where I am going.  I am looking for just the right path to take me where I want to go.  But in all the discerning, I am beginning to realize that there is no wrong path, because any path I choose will provide me with skills and experiences that will take me to the next place in my life.  It doesn’t matter if I become a writer of family history or write sales copy. It doesn’t matter what kind of topic I choose to speak about.   It is not the doing that matters.  It is the person I become in the act of doing that matters.

It is through life experiences that we truly discover what we are made of.  I think back to the year I was recovering from illness.  I was not able to work, and often felt like a burden on my family because I was not bringing money into our budget.  What I had to learn was that who I am makes a difference, not what I do.  I am still learning to absorb that wisdom because I still struggle with this issue, especially since I am still looking for a way to contribute income to the family.  But I also know that whatever path I choose,  it is not the doing that makes me who I am.  It is the ability to be content with life no matter what comes my way.  It is knowing that time spent with family and friends make me rich.  It is knowing that my presence in the world is enough.  And that is truly a life long process.

“It is not simply having life that determines the quality of our lives. It is learning to let it go, one phase at a time, that determines the measure of our contentment, the value of our insights, the caliber of our faith.  Learning to be more than what we have or do is the real beginning of life. “

Joan Chittister, Welcome to the Wisdom of the World

 

Let’s Ebb Over a Cup of Tea!

“Let’s ebb together over tea.”

That’s what I told my friend Donna today as we were talking about our week.  She is listening to Joan Anderson on CD, soaking in the wisdom of the waves of the ocean by which Joan writes.  Joan’s book, “A Year by the Sea” is an amazing read, and worth repeating at different stages of your life.

It seems that both Donna and I found ourselves ebbing this week, in the lull between action, and feeling at times a little off course. When there is no visible movement toward a goal, it is easy to feel like you are alone, adrift at sea, unable to reach the shore. Writing has not come easily.  The reality is that everyone goes through periods of flow and ebb in their life.  We are not the odd ones out who can’t seem to get IT all together, whatever IT is.  There is not a magic formula that allows someone to stay in flow at all times.  And even if there were, would you choose to stay in the constant motion of flow?

I need to release the idea that ebb is a bad thing.  Ebb time is a chance for me to slow down, and in the quiet, trust that I am in the right place.  If I don’t slow down, I often get caught moving in circles. I make decisions based out of fear rather than decisions that are true and right for me.

Yesterday I  listened to my body and took a nap.   In fact, I took two naps because the first one wasn’t long enough.  Today, I have much more energy and am productive again in my work.  I have been inspired sharing my new writing business with Donna and am watching the pieces of the puzzle fall into place.  There is synchronicity in my life all pointing me in the right direction.

I am learning that the trick to being in the flow is not fighting the ebb.  When in the ebb, it is important to take  time to re-create, re-lax, re-energize. And next time I feel like I am all alone and adrift at sea, I will call Donna and over a cup of tea, she will remind me that I am right where I should be, relaxing in the embrace of an endless ocean of love.  She will remind me that flow will come again. It always does.