Physics - A True Organizer's Archenemy

I’m sweeping after a rainstorm. The sky is blue, the clouds puffy and inviting. The debris rabidly strewn about my patio puts me into a frenzy of ceaseless sweeping. What a marvelous metaphor sweeping offers, particularly in this time of change and transition.

Sweeping away dreams and wishes. Sweeping away comfort. Sweeping away the known and familiar. Sweeping away, or wanting to, grief, sadness, death, destruction.

As I sweep, thoughts of “the endless sweep” come to mind. This is not the first, nor will it be the last rainstorm. Similarly, clearing, cleaning, reorganizing is repetitive. 

Thank you, Entropy. 

Entropy defined by Merriam-Webster as:

1.Thermodynamics : a measure of the unavailable energy in a closed thermodynamic system that is also usually considered to be a measure of the system's disorder, that is a property of the system's state, and that varies directly with any reversible change in heat in the system and inversely with the temperature of the system
broadlybroadly : the degree of disorder or uncertainty in a system


2a: the degradation of the matter and energy in the universe to an ultimate state of inert uniformity Entropy is the general trend of the universe toward death and disorder.— James R. Newman
b: a process of degradation or running down or a trend to disorder The deterioration of copy editing and proof-reading, incidentally, is a token of the cultural entropy that has overtaken us in the postwar years.— John Simon

My inner organizer both loathes and loves entropy. She loves that she gets to organize something, bringing it to a state of order, nice and tidy, neatly arranged, sadly though to no avail. Like a new car that depreciates the minute you drive it off the lot, the moment that organization occurs, entropy sets in, hence my inner organizer’s loathing.

I suppose the bigger lesson is one of repeating patterns and cycles. This too shall come again, and this too shall pass.

In these times of uncertainty, entropy serves as a balm of certainty, not unlike the adage, “the only thing that is constant is change itself.”

May you find peace in the re-ordering of these disorganized and unsettling times.
Chantel

Photo by Steve Rybka on Unsplash

ALL IS WELL - ALL MANNER OF THINGS - EVERYTHING

Back to the blog; what a long break it's been. The #UltimateBlogChallenge inspired me to return.

Having difficulty sleeping? Me too. I went to bed at 11:15 and woke up at 4:30 this morning. The Covid19 crisis has my anxiety anxious; I didn't know it was possible, but evidently it's a "thing".

Anxiety woke me at 4:30 after only hitting the pillow 5 hours earlier. Anxiety whispered things like, "what if hubby doesn't return to work?"...Sinisterly rubbing its hands together, Anxiety hissed, "penniless, penniless...no water, no food, no shelter, no assistance." At this point Anxiety got anxious amplifying its toxic messaging to a shrill wail, "there's no use! there's no help. We are all #$@&%". Exasperated I threw the covers off and I said to myself, "that's it, I'm getting up, I can't go back to sleep."

Thoughts rolling through my gnarled head, I felt my way through the dark hallway to the kitchen for coffee. Light on, grinder whirring, I looked up at my "Ministry of the Arts" Calendar to read the daily quote:

"Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you." ~ Lao Tzu

I chuckled to myself. Thank you Universe for the wonderful reminder. I breathed a little easier, even smiled a little. I decided to add cinnamon to my coffee. Mmmm.

Warm cup in hand, feeling a little tired, but better than I had 5 minutes before, I went into my office. Computer password entered, the screen lit up and a PDF preview popped into view - I guess I had left it open from the day before. "Fasting and Feasting 2020: A Spiritual Practice for Lent" was opened to today's "fasting" and it read:

"Today, I fast from the fear of scarcity." 

Holy mother-$(*%&()&#. Talk about synchronicity. I mean, I know lent is all about learning to do without, letting go, releasing, surrendering, etc., but the contents of my "Fasting and Feasting" are not always aimed at this.

So...Once again, God, Universal Source Energy, whatever one calls it, had come through loud and clear to calm me and my anxiety.

I breathed ever more deeply, sipped my coffee, and sat back in my chair more relaxed.

I can't say that I won't feel anxious again. Nor can I state that my anxiety won't have a panic attack, but I do know that right now, in this moment I AM AMAZINGLY BLESSED and ALL IS WELL.

"Right now" is all I've got. I'm gonna take it and run with it.

May you find the peace you need to guide you through these turbulent times.
Warmly,
Chantel

#365daysofwisdom - days 8 and 9

Yes, I missed a day. It makes today's wisdom so relevant.

"Be here now."  ~Ram Dass

Simple, yet profound, and oh so hard to do sometimes.

Frankly, "It's always now." - ~James Finley

There ya go, two pieces of wisdom in one post!

What wisdom can you share?

#365daysofwisdom - Day 7

"...Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— 

I took the one less traveled by, 

And that has made all the difference."

~Robert Frost

#365daysofwisdom - Day 6

"Pause, breathe (deeply), reflect, respond."

How to get along in difficult situations.

#365daysofwisdom - Day 5

Today's wisdom demonstrates the importance of balancing being selfish and being selfless.

Given to me by Dave Fraser, a marvelous musician.

"Be Selfish...give yourself permission to do the things you've always dreamed of accomplishing... have a sense of self-worth, along with a unique talent and heart.

Be Selfless...in order to help make this world a better place for you having been here. Share your gifts and your love by your example, and surely you will have succeeded."

and lastly, Dave reminded me that "time is precious, and we should be loving others and living our lives with that in mind."

What wisdom do you have to share?

#365daysofwisdom - Day 4

The Dalai Lama's wisdom on religion.

Like the facebook page When We are Kind - a wonderful resource for random acts of kindness.

What wisdom do you have to share?

#365daysofwisdom - Day 3

Wisdom from a mindful and inspired teenager:

"Write hand written letters to people you love." ~ M.O.

This is the second time in less than 3 weeks that I've encountered someone talking about the importance of this activity. The idea of writing and its benefits got me thinking about the physical act of handwriting and how Julia Cameron, author of the Artist's Way talks about the link between our hands and our hearts and the importance of putting pen to paper.

I came across an interesting article on writing (not all hand- writing), that supports the wisdom offered by my teenage friend: Geoffrey Ciotti's article "The Psychological Benefits of Writing".

Having just celebrated a beautiful birthday event, I think that in addition to sending an electronic thank you to everyone who participated, I will take the time to hand-write to each person. Maybe I will even purchase ink and quill!

#365 days of wisdom - day 2

My son shared this beautiful piece of wisdom for my birthday. I am so honored!

Homage to Tecumseh
Photo by Jeff Kubina

"So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide. Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none.When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home."
~Tecumseh
Shawnee Nation

Please share your thoughts and wisdom!

#365 days of wisdom - Day 1

Last weekend I had the good fortune of participating in a "wisdom exchange"with friends and family. I was inspired beyond measure!

I feel very fortunate, and have decided to do #365daysofwisdom as a way to be reminded of the marvelous insights that were shared, and to explore new tidbits of wisdom. Expect a variety of material i.e. poems, stories, photos, quotes, etc. Only the day will know what will come!

Enjoy, and if you feel inspired, please post YOUR wisdom!

My husband offered the following as food for thought...
"Today I shall behave as if this day is the day I will be remembered." - Dr. Seuss

Wishing you a blessed day,
Chantel

50+ Years Isn't Enough for Humans to Get the Message - Day 12

A life of "hard knocks' abounds for door-to-door canvassers. They spend hours every evening walking, knocking and talking to raise funds for "the cause". My 'cause' was the environment. At twenty I started canvassing. I learned K.I.S.S., or "keep is simple sweetie"; the more concise the canvasser the more people reached, and the greater the funds collected for the evening.

Working with the League of Conservation Voters I quickly became familiar with both environmental issues and the politics associated with them. At the time we were gathering signatures for Prop. 65 the "Safe Drinking Water and Toxic Enforcement Act", it ended up passing. Victory spurred my commitment to the movement, fostering my development as an environmental activist.

I spent years supporting environmental action and encouraging people to practice protecting resources. Moreover, I walked my talk - I  bought organic, recycled, brought my bags to the grocery, shut off lights, took short showers, made sure my toilet paper had post consumer content and bought cleansers and cleaners that were "non-toxic". I was so committed that I got a degree in Environmental Studies and started a non-profit organization called "Sustainable Works".

Advocating for the environment is a rough road. Maybe not as bad as it was years ago, but it is still difficult none-the-less. There are so many people on the planet who a.) just do not "get it",  b.) who "get it" and do not care, or c.) who can not do anything about it.

In 2004 I gave up, I got tired of banging my head against the wall, listening to people complain about what they had to give up. They could not see the future in their actions, or felt that their contribution to the problem was too small. Jaded, cynical, and defeated, I left Sustainable Works. I did this just as Al Gore's "Inconvenient Truth" came out, and all of a sudden it was cool to be "green"; as long as you owned a Prius and recycled, you were doing your part, and supposedly that was enough.  Even with the paradigm shift that happened with Gore's film, I was not coming back, the movement had sucked the life out of me, and I had nothing left to give.

Sometimes I feel guilty. Many people who worked for years to support the environment, doing remarkable things, continued the "good fight". In fact, many are still at it. Unfortunately, progress is slow, too slow I think. It has been almost 53 years since Rachel Carson wrote "Silent Spring" and frankly, I do not think we have done enough, certainly not in the time we have had to make a difference.

Today's historic climate change exchange between the US and China is a case in point; it is a mixed bag, with some suggesting that even if  both countries were able to meet the pledges they have committed to, the impact would be negligible in reducing the anticipated increase in global temperatures.

Fifty three years and we still balk. I think it is because we fail to see ourselves as a collective. We think that each one of us acts alone and thus our contribution to the problem seems small, and perhaps it is. But in truth, with 7 BILLION people on the planet, those small contributions add up (especially if you are a resource sucking Westerner, particularly an American - no offense, just offering the facts based on consumption statistics - we Americans consume way more than most other nations when it comes to natural resources). Collectively we have an enormous impact. Perhaps more sad is our disconnect and denial from the truth of our actions.

At what point are we going to wake up and make changes? Maybe never, perhaps we will be like the frog in the boiling pot of water, who does not realize he is being heated up until it is too late. I thought we were smarter than frogs.

What is your ecological footprint?

5 thanksgivings:

1. I am grateful for my years of activism.
2. I am grateful for the many people who continue to fight for Mother Earth.
3. I am grateful for awareness, and a willingness to change.
4. I am grateful for companies that engage in Corporate Environmental & Social Responsibility.
5. I am grateful for Bill Selby, Norm Hogg, Dave Phillips and Dean Kubani - 4 amazing mentors.

Sitting in Silence Serves Me - Day 11

I have been meditating for a long time. I started when I was in my early 20's with moving mediation, specifically Tai Chi. I did the long form, both sides, and it usually took me about an hour to finish.

Tai Chi remains one of my favorite forms of meditation, however it is too time consuming, and having not done it in such a long time, I have forgotten most of it. Furthermore, it requires so much dedication to truly do it correctly, there are many nuanced movements that need continual refinement.

I am not dedicated enough.


After I quit Tai Chi, I explored a variety of techniques, but wasn't able to "quiet my mind". I used to say, "how can I think about nothing when nothing is something and I'm not supposed to think of something" and so the circle continued. I did not do anything for a while, and then one day I happened upon a labyrinth.

Again, the moving mediation worked especially well for me. After years of walking labyrinths I finally had enough walking meditation under my belt, and was able to explore sitting mediation.

At first I thought it would be impossible, and then slowly, gradually I began to like the silence. It was "Insight" mediation with Sharon Salzberg that really got me to sit for longer periods of time.

I will never forget my first full day of silence. I thought I was going to explode. After sitting for 20 minutes, walking for 20 minutes, listening to the teacher discuss meditation, and repeating this pattern several times, by about the 4th repetition I was inwardly screaming, feeling as if I was going to go crazy. Practice is what has enabled these feelings to subside.

The key word is "practice" - meditators develop their practice.

Before, I had to have a timer when I sat. Now I sit without a timer, offering myself whatever I need in way of meditation. Usually, I sit for 20-30 minute increments.

There is a saying I have heard over the years:
"If you don't have time to meditate for 20 minutes, then meditate for an hour." I cannot stress the value of this expression.

I rarely do insight meditation anymore. Instead, I practice "centering prayer" though some would say they are the same thing. While they are similar, they differ in that Centering Prayer has God, and the insight meditation I was doing before, does not. Centering Prayer is sitting in the presence and action of God within me, as me and through me.

I love it. I find I am a kinder, more gentle person when I practice Centering Prayer.

Research abounds regarding the importance of meditation to health and well-being. Here is a link with "10 Important Reasons to Start Making Time for Silence, Rest and Solitude"

Lately I am called not only to centering prayer, but other contemplative techniques as spiritual practices. I will write more about this in coming posts.

Where do you find stillness in our busy world?

5 thanksgivings:

1. I am grateful for Sharon Salzberg.
2. I am grateful for InsightLA.
3. I am grateful for Father Keating.
4. I am grateful for Thomas Merton.
5. I am grateful for God.

Writer's block strikes again - that's 20% of the time (so far) - Day 10

Wow writer's block sucks.

I really have nothing to write about right now. I am not sure if I'm just tired or what, but I do not feel like writing.

I think I'm going to honor how I am feeling and go to bed.

I could force something, and I do not want to do that.

So, I will just say,

"thank you for a wonderfully rich day"

5 thanksgivings:

1. I am grateful for my cozy bed and comfy house.
2. I am grateful for the women who worked with me today.
3. I am grateful for yummy food.
4. I am grateful for inspirational people in my life.
5. I am grateful for my Son.

Earth Angels - Day 9

Have you ever had the experience of feeling a bit sad, or a little down and then out of nowhere, someone that you least expected to, offers a kind gesture?  'Blamo', your sadness is instantly wiped away.

Many people call these actions "Random Acts of Kindness". I agree. I call the people who practice Random Acts of Kindness "Earth Angels". People who unknowingly offer some gentle, loving, bit of kindness that lets you know they are thinking about you, and that you matter.


Mattering to someone else, matters. We all feel good when someone holds us in their heart.

This speaks to the importance of seeing people, noticing people, and extending smiles, a helping hand, a simple, thoughtful flower or gift. I am encouraged to open a door, help someone carry something, or follow through with an idea to give a card, say a prayer, or sow a seed of love.



These little gestures can have a profound impact and deeply touch someone.
















I remember seeing  a sign in a car window that said, "You Are Awesome!". It made me smile, and made my day! That person was driving around making people happy and sending good vibes out into the community.

We each have an opportunity to be an "Earth Angel". It requires two things 1.) to pay attention, and 2.) to act on our good intentions

What was the last Random Act of Kindness you offered?

5 thanksgivings

1. I am grateful for Katherine at POP who is ALWAYS an Earth Angel.
2. I am grateful for Tonya for thinking of me and inspiring this blog entry.
3. I am grateful for When We Are Kind a wonderful facebook page committed to spreading good.
4. I am grateful for Tree W. who helped me carry my bags tonight.
5. I am grateful to Father Rand who got out of his car and opened the office for me today, even though he was just about to leave to go home.

Motivated by Collaboration - Day 8

I am inspired by collaboration. Synergy between two people results in a much broader and deeper vision. Ideas spring forth and unexpected outcomes arise. One idea can lead down the rabbit hole to a host of completely unanticipated options. Human creativity is remarkable.

I also find it difficult to collaborate, I have to remember to listen. Sometimes I can really like my ideas, and the possibility of those ideas leading the way. If I listen though, and let go of expectation, magical things can happen. I like finding opportunities to blend two different ways of doing things. I am especially happy when an "Aha" moment arises where each person feels connected to the outcome and has a sense of "buy-in".

Sometimes I notice resistance, both mine and the other person's. I ask myself, "Am I clinging to my own ideas, or is there another reason for resistance, maybe a lack of understanding or clarity, or perhaps the other person is clinging?". There is something tremendously fulfilling about overcoming resistance and reaching a new perspective in which the outcome is enhanced 10-fold by the merging of two concepts. Similarly, learning to step back and contribute to another person's lead, while more difficult, is also equally rewarding. The more able I am to release the need for my ideas to be at the fore, the richer and more evolved the results can be.

I find that I am motivated when there is another person working with me. I enjoy someone to run with, to engage with, to explore with. The interaction feels like a game of ping pong, fast paced, back and forth that spurs the imagination and raises enthusiasm.

I also like clear, direct, boundaries that indicate what the other individual's needs are without the individual being overbearing, laying "guilt trips", or in anyway trying to make me "bad" or "wrong". It is refreshing to have someone say, "this is what I need". When someone speaks clearly I am able to respond in an authentic way and identify whether or not I can meet their need. 

Working in collaboration continues to bring out the best in me, and even when it is difficult, ultimately, there is more much gained from the experience than not; each person is better for it.

How does collaborating work for you? In which does collaborating serve and hinder you?

5 thanksgivings:

1. I am grateful for honest, direct communication.
2. I am grateful for Tana of Simple Life Synergy.
3. I am grateful for clarity and understanding.
4. I am grateful for self-awareness.
5. I am grateful for kindred spirits.

Listening for Our Own Authentic Rhythm - Day 7

I went to a drumming experience last night at the Remo Recreational Center (what a great place!). I attended HealthRhythms a research based program designed to help you sync with others while self-expressing. According to HealthRhythms there are significant physiological and emotional benefits to drumming that can improve welll-being personally, professionally, and in the workplace.

Surprisingly, this class provided me with an opportunity to check in with myself, though that was not why I went. The musings of my mind are comical, and yet informative. I am new to drumming and admit there were times when I felt a bit self-conscious, wondering if I could "keep the beat' and then wondering where I fit in. I assume these feelings are normal to anyone attending something foreign to them.

What I did not expect was that drumming would offer a metaphor for life. As time went on throughout the class, I realized that I was having a hard time finding my own sound in the group, and wondering what I had to add to the "discussion". There already seemed to be enough, and I did not feel the need to add more. Furthermore, at times I could not hear myself, my own rhythm, and had to stop hitting the drum and go inward to listen to my beat, my contribution. At these times I had to stay really focused inwardly, despite it being a group activity.

I see that it is possible to equate societal life to a drum circle - we are all trying to find what we have to contribute to the whole, we all sometimes feel self-conscious or unsure, and sometimes we have to go inward, and get silent just to hear ourselves in the cacophony of human "beats". Experiencing this in a "non-traditional" environment was both enlightening and freeing.

I enjoyed listening to others, beating the drum, using new-to-me percussive instruments, and noticing what was going on inside both head and heart. The 90 minutes went by quickly, the sensation was similar to the way time changes when meditating.

This experience reminded me that it is important to be silent at times and just listen. Listen to what others are offering, and listen inwardly to what I am experiencing and what I have to offer. I don't have to hit the drum continuously, I can be present to what is going on around me and identify where, if, and how I want to fit in and show up. If you have not tried drumming before, you might want to check it out and see what comes up for you.

What about you? Can you recall a situation in which you had to listen attentively, blocking out the world around you so that you could really hear your inner voice? How did you do it?

5 thanksgivings:

1. I am grateful for REMO drums and all they do for the community.
2. I am grateful for having a willing, adventurous spirit.
3. I am grateful for last night's supportive group, who shared themselves freely.
4. I am grateful for this 30-day challenge.
5. I am grateful for my inner voice.

The Writing is Not On the Wall - Day 6

I do not really have much to say today. So, I suppose I will just write my 5 thanksgivings and call it a day, or a night.

Movers and Shakers 

5 thanksgivings:

1. I am grateful for my own inner wisdom that teaches me so much.
2. I am grateful to connect with new people who have so much to share.
3. I am grateful for the people who are consistent in my life.
4. I am grateful for Amanda, who gives me food for thought.
5. I am grateful that life is so good. 

I'm Curious - Are We Connecting When We Text and E-mail? - Day 5

I woke up this morning thinking about how often my phone rings vs. dings. The former is a call, the latter is an electronic communication. I find that I get far more texts and emails than phone calls. Frankly, I prefer the phone. I want to hear my friends, and I want to connect on a human level with colleagues and new acquaintances. I want to have spontaneous conversations that evolve out of a human dialogue.

Laying in bed I pondered whether or not we are really connecting when we text and email. I suspect that the x and y generations would say "hell ya". But what kind of connecting is it?

This line of inquiry got me thinking that every friend who texts or emails me ultimately looks and feels the same on my device screen; there is nothing unique or specific to the typography that in anyway conjures the way my friend "feels" to me, at least not in the same way a phone call would. Of course, each person's writing and content is different, and each person has their style, but the quick texts all seem to be the same, and personal writing style does not make me feel any more or less connected.

Truth be told if I cannot be with my friend, then I would at least like to hear their voice.  I love the variations, the nuances, the radical differences between my friends mannerisms and voices that come through their personal "phone tone" i.e. inflection, emphasis, vocal character and quality. I also love to hear them laugh, something I cannot do via text or email, and NO, I am sorry, 'lol' just is not the same!

I guess maybe I need to move to "facetime" or skype or google hangouts, but even those options feel inadequate, people look different and they seem distracted by their computers.

Clearly I am a product of my upbringing and am having difficulty with the changes that are happening technologically. Do not get me wrong, I am not a techno-phobe. However, it seems to me that we think that when we text, email, or reach out on facebook we are actually connecting, and in a certain sense, I guess we are. I just think this type of "connection" lacks the humanity that face-to-face meetings and phone calls have. I crave that human connection.

I suppose I am thinking about all of this because I have recently been spending a lot of time texting, emailing and facebooking, thinking that I am a.) getting things done, and b.) connecting, but at the end of the day, I do not have a lot to show for all of it, and I am still sitting alone at my computer, not feeling as connected as I would like to.

What do you think of email, text and other techno means of communication as they relate to connection?

5 thanksgivings:

1. I am grateful for opportunities to be with my friends.
2. I am grateful for all of my friends.
3. I am grateful for the wisdom my friends share with me.
4. I am grateful for the wind that is connecting with me nature right now.
5. I am grateful for technology.

Fear Around Writing and Being Stuck - Day 4

Ok... so it is only day 4 and I already have writer's block.

I have so many feelings around writing this blog. Perhaps I should address each in turn:

• It seems really indulgent writing about "whatever" pops up. I "should" have a theme! Isn't there something I could be writing about that creates a sense of continuity? Oh yeah, isn't this blog about "engaging inner wisdom"? Is it possible to put everything I talk about into the context of "inner wisdom". Hmmm...I am not sure. Is choosing to write everyday for 30 days enough of a "theme". Is it possible to write for 30-days about how writing for 30-days impacts my inner wisdom? Hmmm.

• I would like to find my "voice" or my "unique commentary" - well it is scary and ironic that I have not, given that I am a singer, but it is true. Perhaps it relates more to my first point than I realize, and that is why I do not have a theme, other than the overarching idea of "engaging inner wisdom"; i.e. I do not have a theme because I have not found my point of view and what I have to say, or offer. Maybe that is the crux, "feeling like I have nothing meaningful to offer" (drag...where does that come from?).
  
• Given all the amazing, informative, creative, deeply spiritual blogs out there, I feel a tremendous sense of pressure to write something pithy and resource-full, posts that include links and connections to outside resources. This of course ultimately becomes a loop - if I am linking to other people who have written about things I want to write about, and they have written well, then I think inwardly, "why bother writing something, it has already been written, and it is better than anything I could write, so...why not just promote other people's work?". Which brings me back to not finding my own voice. *sigh

Love this from thestrangestsituation.blogspot.com

• Why do I want to write anyway? What is the point? To what end? Is it because "everyone's doing it, and it is the best way to get myself out into the world and show people what I have to say and offer?" But...what is it I have to offer that has not already been said more clearly, more concisely, and with more eloquence? *double sigh... see above!
  
• I am so future oriented. I want the blog to be good, no great! I want it to get a million, gazillion hits, and take off! I want book options and signing tours and oh my, oh my, oh my - VERUCA SALT (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory)!! Oh My Gosh! Such HUGE EGO involvement, and a shit-ton of pressure (for those of you who don't curse, well, you might not want to read my blog, because I definitely have a voice around "to curse or not to curse", and I lean on the "to curse" side of the spectrum).
  
• I fear being inconsistent. This of course stems from everything already mentioned.

Being consistent and having something meaningful to say remain the biggest obstacles to writing this blog. I am using the NANOWRIMO 30-day challenge as a catalyst, but it does not help me churn out the words, find a meaningful topic, or develop an over-arching theme. Moreover, I am not sure that anything I have to say will be relevant to you, or anyone, for that matter. Why am I doing this anyway?


If you blog, have you dealt with these issues or feelings, and how have you overcome them? What was it like for you when you first started blogging? How did you go about becoming consistent, finding something to say, etc.?

5 thanksgivings:

1. I am grateful for being able to read and write.
2. I am grateful that there is a forum to write my feelings, experiences, and whims.
3. I am grateful that NANOWRIMO http://www.nanowrimo.org exists and inspires so many people.
4. I am grateful for all the amazing authors who paint textural imagery and felt experiences using words.
5. I am grateful for my computer.

Intentionally Welcoming the New Day - Day 3 - 30-Day Challenge

Every morning we get up and go through our morning routine. What if we decided to bring the sacred in by creating a morning ritual that improved the quality of the day?

When people hear the word ritual they often think of druids, pagans or witches. Or perhaps they think of catholics and god-fearing church goers. Either way, the idea of ritual becomes depersonalized and set with religious overtones. Do not get me wrong, there is a necessary place for these types of experiences, but not all rituals need to be interpreted in this way.


I like to think of ritual with less intensity, so I simply define a ritual as "a routine way of honoring what is important in my life". This idea of ritual allows me to connect deeply through repeated patterns set with intention and mindfulness.

Let me give you an example. Like most people, I like to wake up and have a cup of my favorite hot beverage (which happens to be ground, roasted cocoa beans with cream and honey). I could choose to go through the news of the day, think about what I want to accomplish, plan my "to-do" list, etc. However, I prefer to experience going inward, and focusing on the quality of day I would like to manifest.

I find that when I spend quiet time in the morning listening, I am able to sense how I want my day to "feel". By knowing this, I can then set intentions, and throughout the day, become more aware of whether my actions are in alignment with the essence I want to experience for that day.  When I am this mindful, I tend to have much more fulfilling days; days that are richer and filled with synchronicity.

There is something magical about taking time to sit silently in meditation or contemplative prayer. Doing so opens space for the coming day. Journaling reveals further insights, and allows me to clear my brain of unnecessary crap that would otherwise clutter my thinking. In this way I create space for more insights and information to "download" throughout the day. I also like to select a daily SoulCollage® card to inform the "character" or "quality" of my day.

I do these types of thing every morning, usually for about 45 minutes.  The specifics may change, but the objective remains - Intentionally set the tenor of my day using ritual, and recognizing the sacred in every moment of my life. I have a choice to be present, or not.

Do you have a morning ritual that colors the quality of your day?

5 thanksgivings:

1. I am grateful for making time to meditate.
2. I am grateful for silence and the wisdom inherent in it.
3. I am grateful for Sister Chris Machado of the Holy Spirit Retreat Center for providing amazing opportunities to go into the silence. http://hsrcenter.com
4. I am grateful for the moments throughout the day in which I remember my morning intentions.
5. I am grateful for mirroring friends who know the importance of going inward.