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The Little Things

” Above all else it is about leaving a mark that I existed. I was here. I was hungry. I was defeated. I was happy. I was sad. I was in love. I was afraid. I was hopeful. I had an idea and I had a great purpose and that is why I make works of art.”~ Felix Gonzalez-Torres

Today I know that life itself is a work of art, one in which we all have a great purpose in. We create art in our life on a daily basis. You are your own masterpiece.
I have been duly conscientious for the need to try to remain mindful of today, of the “now” in my life. It is not a new belief concept for me, but it requires patience and focus. My patience is being tested lately.
This has made me forgetful and helped me lose my focus on just the here and now, and enjoy just what I have now.
I am realizing that to also be grateful for the things I don’t think about as often would go a long way to the gentle reminders I need to remain in the now. To NOT get caught up in the problems of yesterday, the worries of tomorrow. Instead, being mindful of all things significant in my life. Better than snapping a rubber band against ones wrist.
Don’t ask. Just trust me.
I ask myself what about the little things? The things in my life I take for granted, What are those little things that serve to be reminders for me. And why are they significant if they are such little things?
There are things I take for granted and that if my life was suddenly spun to another world and I was left without the things I am use to where would I be?
I am a grateful person usually by nature. I believe in gratitude and expressing thanks. I am often aware of feeling grateful for the obvious gifts in life. Gifts like my Faith,  my Hopes, my Dreams, on being loving, on being loved, on peacefulness and contentment. These are the things happiness can be built on it is true. I am thankful each morning and night for these gifts. And for those in my life who are my gifts.
Yet there are those small, seemingly unimportant things in my life I would not want to be without. They are significant to my style of homespun happiness.
There are a few others in my life I’d like to be more aware of how significant they are to me in a mindful way. Making a point of being grateful for the “small things” and not taking advantage of or assuming they will always be there.
Just a few honorable mentions from my world in no particular order of value:
Cyberspace: 
For one immediate stand out I look no further than the very keyboard I type this on. And the magic of the Internet I don’t even pretend to understand. Ironically for a lady who is not a fan of technology it has become an important form of communication for me. I know what it is like  to be without though even for just a couple of days.  I’ll not take it for granted, instead I will be mindful of the gifts it brings to my life each day.
Journaling. 
I am grateful I can journal, and feel good about the cathartic expression as well as the personal growth I gain from my introspective reflections.
Seneca, the Roman Stoic philosopher, statesman and  dramatist, suggested the idea of  “self observation” by making a daily self-inventory of ourselves;  by asking as we bring our day and evening to a close the questions of yourself. His suggested questions work for me.
  • What bad habit have you cured today?
  • What fault have you resisted?
  • In what respect are you better?
This ritual of asking and answering for that day’s behavior & actions helps me to be reminded of the times when I am not living as graciously as I could. I am able to sort out the day’s events and process any feelings through my journaling.  Tomorrow is a new day, start anew.
Cloth Napkins
 I know.. I know…. threw you for a loop there did I?
Cloth napkins are an indulgence I feel good about. I rarely use kitchen paper products, specifically paper napkins or paper towels. I usually have both in my home but prefer cloth napkins and cloth hand towels. It feels like a luxury with every meal to use a cloth napkin that I adore. I’m an extremely texture oriented person and am not a fan of the feel of paper napkins.
I am most grateful for being able to use cloth napkins.
 My Neighborhood:
One of the things I know I take advantage of and am rarely mindful of is when my neighborhood is quiet. There are times when I just want the solitude and false misconception that I am all alone in my ‘hood. That the absolute quiet means that everyone has left for the day. (weekends in the Summer) and I have this whole world to myself. This is my favorite time to walk about in the Hood and meet the neighbors pets, look at the gardens, especially in winter, most have some architectural designs that I admire and are only visible when the foliage has gone into hibernation.
Water & Music
 I love a hot shower/bath with music at the same time. Candles are optional.
There is a restorative calm that seeps into every muscles, tendons, and my body’s entire collection of connective tissue. I am magically transformed from the moment of stepping into the hot & fragranced water and the first few chords of someone like Snowy White’s Blues guitar and voice starts to fill the room.
I am in heaven on earth then.
Yet I take it for granted and never give a thought to having the clean abundant hot water nor my Bose stereo that I can move about the house at will.
I am most grateful for the soul grabbing love of friends who know what music moves me and sends it along my way. Never forget those who give the gift of a song.
I know that you cannot create happiness out of just anything  It takes creativity
I am able to touch my own oneness because of these small things in my life that are very significant to me.
They help create this masterpiece I call my life..
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Truth Be Told- (Dedicated to Ken Nelson RIP)

Dedicated to the spirit of my much-loved friend and brother music man.

Ken, I wish I had gotten on the bus. Rest easy now.

Ken E. Nelson

{October 24,2015}

Truth be told.
I am a very rich woman.
One of the richest.
Rich in family and friendships with folks who illuminate my small world from the shining crazy diamonds that they are.
Tonight I opened a friend’s work in progress to read, but first I got caught up in reflecting back on two earlier evening conversations.
I am feeling enormously grateful for the twinkling of inspiration that is growing from those conversations. For the first time in a few months, truth be told.

On the cusp of a whole new month, and another National Novel Writing Month challenge (my fourth) I am mindful that it is my family and friends who are my treasure trove of unconditional loving support.

Take notice I remind myself , this is worthy of guarding fiercely. A friend’s sudden death recently sadly reminds me how precariously precious our time together is, we shouldn’t waste a moment of it unhappy or ungrateful.


Thank you to my two friend’s who shared time and stories with me tonight.
Thank you to anyone and everyone who’s out there inspiring and supporting each other.
Truth be told; we rather need one another.

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Found: Empathy & Compassion

Empathy and compassion are the paths that point to finding the road to living a life with great serenity.
Not everyone knows this experience.

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My small world is filled family and Friends whose empathy and compassion often not the socks off my bare feet.
I want them to know this 13th day of May 2014 just how much I cherish their caring thoughts, prayers, actions, and genuine feelings for me. I’m one very blessed lady and I never wish to take that for granted.

I was prepared mentally,  physically, and spiritually to have a surgical procedure called a Cholecystectony, the fancy word for Laparoscopic removal of my Gallbladder. I wasn’t prepared for deep sense of love and care I have been shown by family and friends. I don’t mean to suggest that their empathy and compassion are new to me.
Not at all.
I am feeling their care in a new way, it’s me whose feeling the loving care as incredibly blessed gifts. I think for sometime I wasn’t the person who was in touch and mindful of that feeling beyond an awareness that it was there.
I hope I wasn’t actually taking it for granted before,  I think I simply was not giving the compassion from those in my life the reverence it deserves. They deserve.
Empathy is not something everyone gets to experience,  yet it is needed to be able to embrace a sense of compassion.

There are people in my life, close family, and friends who became family by choice that I best describe them as ‘Empaths’. They know what I’m living. They, because of their gifts of empathy and compassion feel deeply what I feel.

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They’ve been beside me and privy to my journey of becoming a strong and independent woman, witnessing my  many “first times in life” experiences through the last two years, and they never judge, only support me with their unconditional love and acceptance of who I am.
I’m so blessed.

Self serving post this is, it is All About Me.
It’s important to me that those people in my life hear me say that I am touched in ways again today that leave me completely humbled by your friendship.
And your compassionate loving caring ways. You might think it’s nothing to take a few minutes to phone to just see how I am, I on the other hand think it’s priceless.

I especially need to give a ‘Mama Shout Out’ to my daughter Janis, she has been my personal nurse, confidante, chef, medical insurance specialist, and my heath advocate. As my daughter and best friend she reminds me daily just how imperative it is to be genuine with those in your circle of love, and the reasons behind the joy I find living an authentic life. I love you Cupcake & Thank YOU. ♡

My family/framily = my bros & niece’s, my two ‘sis-out-laws’, my two best gal-pals they know who they are, and last but certainly not the least my artists/clients-partners in music, all of them deserve big love from me for their most amazing support.

I’m deeply overwhelmed with emotions that y’all inspire within my heart and soul. I just needed to express it out loud.
THANK YOU!  THANK YOU!
I love you all to the Moon and Back.

 

©ttaylor2014

 

It’s Really No Secret-

 

It’s been a strange Spring.

It’s become one of my busiest Spring’s I’ve had in some years. This isn’t a bad thing,  Embracing all life’s adventures that are appearing along my journey I have days when I “hit the rack” almost asleep before I get there. Though some days  I am reminded that I live with chronic illness being part of my life, most often I’m able to function pretty well in my self-accommodating ways without much interference. I say most often. Tuesday April Fools Day was not to be one of those days.

I’m writing this because what old symptoms masked could have been dangerous; and to share my experience of learning how foolish it is to self-diagnosis. No matter how well you know your own body.

The day started in my normal laid back routine. After washing my face & teeth, a brush through my hair I begin the day with music, coffee and toast. in that order. But that morning I wasn’t really hungry. I sat down at the computer to do some work for the artist’s I work for, needed to begin some new research for radio promo copy, and to transpose a live radio interview into a written narrative interview. I had plenty to do.  I’d been out-of-town the Thursday before through Saturday and just the road trip and sleeping in a different bed had incited muscles spasms that are a chronic problem,  just enough to pay attention. Nothing a good stretch would not rectify.

I soon could tell that the muscle spasms (thoracic back muscles) were beyond tense, spasms full-on that make me nauseated. The vicious cycle this starts has also become routine. I couldn’t keep the medicine down that would help my muscle spasms because the spasms themselves were making me nauseated.

I paid attention,  tried the usual treatment modalities that typically work, and tried waiting for the spasms to relax. To no avail.

By noon I was in full spasms.

Full thoracic spasms for me trigger nausea. Not always, but this was not to be one of the times not.  Typically once I can get the spasms to calm down and relax with medication I improve within a few hours. I assumed this was the same thing going on.

Only it wasn’t.

I had misdiagnosed myself.

My daughter had already arrived in response to my call to come help me put a Lidocaine transdermal patch on my back for me.  One of the tools in my arsenal of treatment modalities. I thought at one point that I was improving. But when the spasms intensified and started coming around to my chest muscles I got scared. I asked my daughter to phone the paramedics. I wasn’t sure what was happening , but I was getting freaked.  Literally,

By the time the paramedics arrived I was hyperventilating, as well as in severe pain and very ill.  These fine professionals (is it a prerequisite that all  fire-fighter/paramedic be good-looking?) were thorough, yet fast. They were able to assure me I was not having any type of cardiac event.. but  I was in obvious distress and was advised to go the emergency room.

I did.  I’m lucky I did.

I was diagnosed (first) with Pancreatitis.

When I say I was lucky that the doctor who treated me in the emergency room is a good detective this is no exaggeration. I was given by IV pain medication, muscle relaxer, anti-nausea medications and fluids for hydration. Once the meds and relief from the pain hit I apparently passed out.
Upon waking despite my reassurance to the ER doctor that “I felt fine now” and my assurance that my self-diagnosis was what I was dealing with I asked to go home. Unbeknownst to me this fine doctor had done some detective work with my blood  tests and after receiving my lab reports explained his detection of pancreatitis. He explained to my daughter and myself that this is a potentially dangerous condition and he was admitting me straight away. No if’ , an, or buts.  Do not pass go.
I tried to convince the doctor that I would promise to come back at the end of the week, that would fit in better with my schedule and the obligations I had. This was not to be. And trust me, he was not amused or impressed.
 I was admitted immediately, had an ultra-sound imaging of my pancreas, gallbladder, and liver. Finally a kind orderly transported my heavily medicated self up to my room. Angels watching over me yet once again because the room was private with an amazing view of my mountains..
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Along with the diagnosis the night before the morning light brought this magnificent and majestic view looking west outside my 4th floor private room as well as another diagnosis of gallstones.  St Charles Medical Center is a Hilton of hospital’s including room service menu to order, and not your typical hospital food. I was a little disappointed that I was not able to order as I wanted off their menu, I went from ‘nothing by mouth’ to clear liquids, to bland-low-fat all in 3 days. Which is to be my diet for the next few weeks. The treatment for pancreatitis is to treat the pain and nausea, and to rest the digests system until the pancreas is no longer inflamed.
I was able to come home by that Thursday afternoon. I will have to have the gallbladder removed the first part of May.
I wanted to write about this because had another random ER doctor seen me the chances of finding the source of my distress might not have been so forthcoming. The symptoms I presented with were atypical, and the typical symptoms for pancreatitis were absent. The quick diagnosis was really a life saver. We can live without a gallbladder, but not so much without a pancreas.
My new found respect for emergency room doctors and the validation of the fine medial staff on the high desert has become a great source of the gratitude I’m feeling today.
I also wanted to write about the life lesson I found,  and an irony ( for lack of better word) in how the universe grabbed my attention. When I was hit with this news the first thing that went through my mind was “I don’t have time for this” I wanted, as I said, to just go home and get n with my life. There is a lesson I am trying to absorb. To slow down and appreciate the projects and work in my life. I went into this reinvention of my professional life out of passion, I need to make certain that passion has room in between all the minutia of work.
The timing of all this kind of blows me away. Funny how life lessons work in this way. I wasn’t home from the hospital 3 days when a message from an award-winning recording artist asking me to phone him with his phone number included. He graced my Sunday with a fantastic chat, his music (even a personal concert via the phone) and yet more networking for both of us. I look forward to working with him here in Oregon.
Add to that another business proposition concerning a record label in the works that I have been approached with I can hardly breath. From excitement and passion.
This is why I’m here  writing about not losing grasp of that fact.
I’m blown away n many ways how this is all transpiring. I know it’s happening because it is meant to, I also know it is happening because it’s where my dream chasing the last 2 years have led me. Thinking, wishing, praying, and being proactive towards working for those things that matter really does add a positive energy that can have a fabulous outcome. By keeping the faith and not allowing the negatives into that energy we create with our thoughts and actions,  this become goals accomplished. This becomes dreams chased down.
While a frightening and painful experience this has been and I’m still not through it all I’m still choosing to see all the positives. Ever heard getting ahead of your own good?  Or getting too big for your pants?” ( a favorite expression of my mom’s)
I find this “whoa-it down” an emotional intelligence lesson as well as physical.
I need to remember to not forget to stop and smell the roses all along the way.
Wings soaring- Wings descending.
Deep and slow breath in…. exhale slowly.
Repeat as needed.
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Music by Brick Fields. (self-serving on my part here because Brick Fields is part of making my own dream happen by hiring me as their artist manager.)

Thank you Rachel & Larry. Love you Brick Fields!!

 

 

Support Independent Music and you are supporting me too. Thank you!

 

 

 

 

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Resilient Human Spirit

Sometimes we need a powerful reminder just how fantastic the human spirit is, how resilient we are as a species. I had another post in mind for today that actually also speaks to the resilience of the human heart and spirit 

The video below is the most perfect segue into that post ( look for it early in the week )

I ran smack into this gentleman & his story thanks to social media, and if you have not seen it yet I promise you will be moved to tears. Feel good kind of tears. 
The powerful reminder received from this man’s story is a perfect example of how getting outside our own head, our own ‘issues’ and being allowed to be touched by others is healing to our own spirit. 
Thank you Arthur for your share ~

Blinded By Color

What is your favorite color?

 

 

Please, answer this question now before reading any further.
Stop yourself~
Don’t think about it, be spontaneous with your answer; accept the first color that comes into your mind and don’t analyze your choice.

ColorThe effect produced on the eye and its associated nerves by light waves of different wavelength or frequency. Light transmitted from an object to the eye stimulates the different color cones of the retina, thus making possible perception of various colors in the object.

 
 

Like death and taxes, there is no escaping color. It is ubiquitous.  

 
Yet, what does it all mean? 
Why are people more relaxed in green rooms? 
Why do weightlifters do their best in blue gyms?
I have wondered even why do I tend to use a blue ink or font when writing?
 
 
 
It is our instinctual choice of a color that tells us a lot about who we are; how we function and how others see us?  It can be yet another means to understanding our behavior and our personal traits; as well as our mental, emotional, spiritual, & even our physical states. It can be reflective of the way we choose to navigate in the world. Color can help guide us through our strengths and weaknesses, through our vulnerabilities, and through all our challenges we experience. 
 
Most all of us choose what the industry refers to as Personality Colors
Our personality color do not have to be one(s) that we wear all the time; but it is usually our favorite, the color that excites us the most, and makes us feel alive when we see it. That being said, we are often drawn to our personality color for clothing and home decorating. It is often a predominant color in our aura.
It is also the color that when our family & close friends think of us, or when asked what our favorite color is they are likely to instinctively know. 
So, ask loved ones what your favorite color is…..
What they share with you could be telling.  

Does everyone have a favorite color?

Many of us do have a favorable color, and most of us have had the same one since childhood. Or maybe a variance in hue or tint. 
 Some of us may change our color favorites one or more times during our life,  while others will have one color for their whole lifetime. 
Some us will prefer another color for a while, depending on our needs & moods at that time.
Yet we are likely to come back to our original favorite when those specific needs are met. 
When the color has served its purpose. 
If you are someone who doesn’t think you have a personality color, could you maybe reconsider? 
 Take a meander into your clothes closet/cupboard where you store you clothes you wear regularly. 
Peek around your home or office, reflect on the way you choose to decorate.
 See color? Of course you do.
Anything stand out?
Is there one, or are there more colors you consistently choose?  For my home, it has been a combo of forest green and a rich shade of maroon, yet I tend to wear blues, and earth-tones. I throw in some purple for sassy days. 
These choices will be the colors that reflect our personality, and our deepest needs & desires.
 Whether we like or dislike a color can be dependent on our own life experiences; our positive and negative associations to “our favorite color” as well as our need for the qualities of that color.

Dislike a Color?

The colors that we dislike are as telling about ourselves as the choices we like, most often reflecting where our weaknesses and vulnerabilities lie.
Our most disliked color could likely to relate to areas in our life that need to be given some attention; or past hurts that need to be healed.
If we feel a visceral dislike to a color there is  likely a reason.
 It can be helpful and a good idea to try to incorporate a small amount of the disliked colors into our life by using small amounts of the color in clothing, or in your home to help balance our energies. 
I have found for me rejecting whole color choices creates an imbalance in my life something I am uncomfortable with.
But what if we are color blind? 
A note on Color Blindness 
 It doesn’t mean a person who is color blind can’t see any color at all, like a black and white movie.
It does however mean having trouble seeing the difference between certain colors.
Being color blind can make it tricky to match your shirt and pants, but it’ s not a serious problem. People who are color blind can do normal stuff, even drive. Most color blind people can’t tell the difference between red or green, but they can learn to respond to the way the traffic signal lights up — because the red light is generally on top and green is on the bottom.

What does your (favorite) personality color say about you?

While you may not exhibit all the character traits of your personality color, you will find yourself somewhere in the descriptions I believe. You may also find you might exhibit some of the negative traits, particularly when you are stressed.

  • If you have two equally favorite colors, read the information on both to fully understand yourself and what motivates you.

  • If your favorite color is red, you are action oriented with a deep need for physical fulfillment and to experience life through the five senses.
  • If orange is your favorite color, you have a great need to be with people, to socialize with them, and be accepted and respected as part of a group. You also have a need for challenges in your life, whether it is physical or social challenges.
  • Choosing yellow as your favorite means you have a deep need for logical order in your everyday life and to be able to express your individuality by using your logical mind to inspire and create new ideas.
  • If green is your favorite, you have a deep need to belong, to love and be loved, and to feel safe and secure. You need acceptance and acknowledgment for the everyday things you do for others – just a ‘thank you’ is sufficient.
  • Lovers of blue have a deep need to find inner peace and truth, to live their life according to their ideals and beliefs without having to change their inflexible viewpoint of life to satisfy others.
  • Indigo lovers have a need to feel in harmony and at one with the Universe and to be accepted by others as the aware and intuitive spiritual beings that they are.
  • If purple or violet is your favorite color, you have a deep need for emotional security and to create order and perfection in all areas of your life, including your spiritual life. You also have a deep need to create and participate in humanitarian projects, helping others in need.
  • If your personality color is pink you have a deep need to be accepted and loved unconditionally.
  • If turquoise is your favorite color your deepest need is to create emotional balance in your life, to be able to express your hopes and dreams no matter how idealistic they may be and to make your own way in the world under your own terms.
  • If your favorite color is magenta, you are a non-conformist who sees life from a different point of view.
  • Lovers of brown have a deep need for a safe, secure, simple and comfortable existence with supportive family and friends.
  • Lovers of black have a need for power and control in order to protect their own emotional insecurities.
  • If white  is your personality color, your deepest need is for simplicity in your own life and to be independent and self-reliant so you do not need to depend on anyone else.
  • With gray as your favorite color, you are the middle of the road type, cool, conserved, composed and reliable. You tend to conform just to keep the peace.
  • If silver is your favorite, you are intuitive and insightful and have a strong connection with a higher spiritual guidance.
  • With a personality color gold, you radiate charisma, personality and individuality, making others feel relaxed and valued in your company.

Finally, have you changed your favorite color?

If you have changed your personality color, try to identify the circumstances surrounding your life at that time as your new favorite will reflect qualities you need to attract into your life to help you navigate and process any new circumstances.
I prefer to make a practice out of surrounding myself with the colors I love, either by wearing them, or using them decoratively in my environment.
The color choices I make empower me to be true to myself.
It is the perfect expression of showing my true-colors, wouldn’t you say?
 
Now, inquiring minds now want to know:
What does any a particular pattern or motif we keep in our home or wear say about us?
 For instance I have a plethora of roses and elephants. 
I know I know… 
I’m just curious.
tjtaylor2013©

 

On Mindfulness: This Moment In Time.


Through all these times 

I wondered about:

 the wounds of my soul,

all the mistakes, 

and all of the miracles.

~

Through the tears,

through the laughter,

along the side.

I obsessed.

I sighed.

~

And then

I begin 

to let go. 

~

Sighing,

 finally

letting go,

 always returning 

to the silence.

Over and over.

It heals my soul.

 

I am certain this is not news to anyone that trying to live a philosophy or concept you believe in 100% can still be trying. 

For instance just the day to day logistics can try to get in the way, and old habits are hard to break even when you want to. 

 

Some say Being Mindful of the Moment is just an expression, I disagree. “No surprise there” I hear someone saying. 

it’s true I believe mindful is a verb.

 

I often use to find myself feeling needy of knowing what tomorrow would bring. Today I know this is a feeling I do not have to react to, it is not my need to know what tomorrow will bring. 

Because in all honesty my future is not where I want to be. I want to be mindful of just this moment. I want to be fully present in the here and now.

But because often with that needing to know I could also make myself wicked crazy waiting for the answers.

 

I could. 

I did.

For some time. 

 

It has only been in the last decade of my life that the realization and wisdom come to me that fretting over what tomorrow or even hours from now will bring serves no rational purpose. Least of all it does not serves me.  

I’ve researched, studied, observed, absorbed, and experimented with ways to help myself remain mindful of Staying in the Moment. I needed some lessons, teachings, or maybe some magic tricks that would help me remember to be mindful.

It is too easy to fall back into old habits, old ways of thinking, even when we are trying to change our thinking to grow and enhance our life’s journey

 

Once I had some logistics in place, some ‘teachings’ I could grasp, that which allow now to be gently reminded to remain in this moment by practicing these lessons daily. 

 

First three teachings:

1. Practice Self-Love.  (Another verb.)

2. Practice Self-Compassion 

        &

3 Practice Self-Forgiveness

 

Practicing even one of these teachings helped me remain grounded, to retain a balance in my small world in the beginning. I say go slow..

It was quite remarkable how when I chose just one teaching that seemed like magic in that it helped decrease my level of predilection for wanting (read need) to know what the future is going to bring. 

 

How do we remain in the moment, to stay mindful of the here and the now? It’s the only space of time that matters. This time.. right no.w

In the spirit of this blog I’d like to share the teachings that work for me. My wish is that you are able to take something away, and please be welcome to leave something behind in your comment.

  • I wear or carry “totems” (an Native North American term) sometimes also referred to as prayer beads, worry stones, or even amulets. My affinity for doing so came from my youth. I found great comfort in a “smoothed by time” river rock in the shape of a flat heart.  I found beautiful comfort in holding its warm stone between my forefinger and thumb, or in the closed palm of my hand. I loved the connection with earth as a girl, I treasure it now as an adult woman.

  • *On Mediation: I prefer to mediate regularly; typically it is once every day for at least 15-20 minutes. I found it is that regular practice of meditation that really starts to shape my mind and the way it works. I have heard that this has been backed up by the latest brain studies. I find it easier to maintain focus, have that stillness of mind I am looking for. Being mindful is becoming my norm.

 

  • Journaling: This is probably not a surprise to those of you who know a bit about me. Keeping a daily journal of my goals and my accomplishments while articulating (what I like to think are wise thoughts) into my way of living can be remarkably effective. Absolutely it’s a habit that requires practice. A lot of practice. Journaling at night when I can’t sleep and reviewing in the morning helps keep these teachings alive throughout the day.

  • Reminder Notes: By placing inspirational/motivational notes, and self-affirmations around my small world (as done even on this post) these become helpful reminders for staying grounded and not getting distracted. This can be favorite quote, important concept, notes from loved ones,  or even a short narrative or a poem. A personal favorite are two prayers sent from a very good friend who is one of my spiritual mentors.

 

  • Mind-fullness Alarms:  I loved this teaching especially when I began my quest of mindfulness. Although I don’t do this as a norm anymore; setting alarms to go off at regular intervals throughout the day can be a very effective teaching to help kick-start good mindful habits. This is especially helpful when marathon writing by the way. Having that reminder alarm helps me to get out of my head for a time with regularity.  


It is also important I believe to note of what to be mindful of. Buddhists refer to this as the Right Thought and Right View. 

 Things that consume us during the day, like anger, fear, worry, or frustration, comes from unwise or misguided perspectives. Having a wider & more open mind to other perspectives than our own is a big help. I heard once about a very effective practice of referring to the issues of certain circumstances in our life as “third-world problems”. This is short-hand for a reminder that while dealing with issues we think are monumental, we might instead be mindful that there are people in our world who don’t have access to enough to eat.

It is all about perspectives.

And how we think.

 Can this kind of daily practice of mindfulness achieve a state of bliss In The Moment? 

For thousands of years, practitioners have reported greater happiness and tranquility when we are able to stay In The Moment’ 

 

 So….I think… I shall stay right here in this moment….this here and now – and absorb it for all its worth. 

And this moment in time? 

Priceless!

 

 

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