Loving ourselves and life from where we are
I’m counting down to contentment — to the starting date of my new sacred journey course,“Creating a Life of Contentment," which begins Sept. 15. For one entire year we will travel together as intimate companions: to relax, let go and rest into Love; to discover the bliss of our own life. I hope you will join me! You can learn all about it here.
I love to start my morning with absolute quiet.
Each day, as best I can, I spend 20-30 minutes (sometimes longer) in the stillness of the hour. No radio or TV. No computer for mental noise. Just quiet.
To savor the lingering silence from the night before is such a treat, a delightful companion to my morning coffee ritual. A period of morning silence helps me ease into what will be a busy day ripe with noise and input.
Not this morning. I had approximately 5 minutes of quietude and contentment before it was shattered by one of nature’s own—a duck.
For nigh on 15 minutes, this duck quacked. Quack, quack, quack! As loud as any duck I have ever heard. When it didn’t stop, I went to the window to see what all the racket was about.
A lone duck with two smaller ones off in the distance was all I saw. It didn’t seem like much of anything was going on but you never know in the animal kingdom. Likely there was some perceived threat—a competing duck, a nest in danger, a hawk or eagle overhead.
This duck was not a walking quacker of contentment; she was disturbed. And her anxiousness was causing me to be disturbed!
As soon as I named my inner experience—agitation, dislike, wanting to move that duck on to other shores so I could have my contentment back—I was able to shift emotional gears and make a better choice for myself.
Grasping, I was grasping. Wanting everything to be just so in my world so I could have the peace of mind I desired.
Grasping creates inner tension. And the more we grasp, the more our peace will elude us.
Truth be told, the duck and her state of being did not make me experience discontent this morning. I did that to myself.
When we hold tight to how we think our world should be—so that we can have a specific experience or feelings—we are setting the stage for own disappointment. No one causes us to feel anything. We choose our contentment or our angst.
So often it seems that the Universe exhibits a stellar sense of humor in situations like these. The tighter we hold onto an idea of how something should be, the thing we want more than anything moves away ... or in my case, gets louder, more persistent. More quacking.
So I stepped away from the window. Took a breath. Let go of my current idea of what contentment should look like.
I relaxed. Let go.
And I bet you can guess what happened next.
The duck swam away. Just like that ...
And silence returned.
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
Let us be silent so that we might hear the whispers of the gods.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
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