Yogis,
Breathing in……breathing out……breathing in …….breathing
out. Right here. Right now.
Noticing everything about this moment.
Dropping out of my thinking mind and sinking my awareness into the feeling
mind of the body. Taking life in through
every pore in the skin.
Aaaaahhhhh…………………….
Something occurred to me the other day. When you think back to moments in time that
stand out vividly, you will notice that they aren’t the ones where you were deep
in thought, or worry or reminiscing on the past. The moments that stay with us are the ones
that involved the senses. Feelings.
That moment in time in your dorm room that
feels like yesterday whenever you hear that particular song. You can see what you were wearing and who you
were with. Or that time you fell when
you were 10 years old and skinned your knees.
That first slow dance. The moments that triggered fear, unconditional
love, shock or uncontrollable laughter. Those
moments were we were fully in our bodies and time seemed to stop for a split
second. Those were all moments of pure
presence.
So then I began to ponder how to be available
for even more of them. And what came to
mind was the word empty……..
Which led me to think of the refrigerator.
When the refrigerator gets full it becomes less
available. We tend to only notice and
grab those things right in the front. Too
much work to take everything out to get to the back. And we just keep sticking more and more in
there without much thought. By the end of the summer I probably have 6 half
full mustards from vacations. And those
left overs that I stuck in the back are discovered weeks later covered with
mold. Or that sauce that I swear I will
use some day (whenever that is).
I compare that then to the refrigerator at the
house on our vacation. When we arrive it is completely empty! Bright, clean and just waiting to be filled
with whatever we choose to buy for our week.
We mindfully shop filling it only with what we need and desire for the
week. And the following weekend…….we
clean it out completely. Leaving it totally
empty to be refilled once again. Every
week all summer over and over and over, with new food, new tastes, new ways of
eating.
Nothing can remain. Nothing can get “stuck”. Nothing gets old.
When we, like the beach refrigerator, learn to empty
we too become more available. More able
to soak in everything life has to offer.
More able to be filled.........and no mold
Here is a snapshot of some of the moments in my
week…………..how were yours?
Using my
exhales to empty,
SARAH
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