Feb 272018
 

The other day, for the first time, I voiced the words I have written about my thoughts on feeling as if there must be more purpose to my life than what I am currently doing.

It is not a matter of being dissatisfied nor is it a sense of being lost. It’s not a midlife crisis or a lack of identity. Rather, it’s just an acceptance or hope that this is a temporary routine.

I like my work overall. The routine and mundane is a comfort over the alternative of not knowing when or how bills will get paid. Still, now that the dust is settling, I’m seeing what lies behind the swirls and aspire for more. This might be just part of a blurred view of what is there, but my gut is telling me to keep seeking something.

It feels more like a sense of settling down and setting up ‘home’ more solidly, which requires our things to be shipped and some spare money to spend without a loud whisper reminding me of the debts we still owe others.

We are indeed making progress, but it does sometimes feel like it will never end. However, now is not the time to lose heart. Instead, the focus must be on our goals – long & short-term. This is where the idea of the impermanence of the situation comes from, I imagine.

Anyway, if nothing else I’m reading, writing and studying more to give myself little challenges here and there. With patience and perseverance I am sure that everything will go faster. In the meantime, I should celebrate the fact that it seems as if my wheel of life is actually balanced letting it roll smoothly on the path that we are on. πŸ˜€

~T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 09:13
Feb 202018
 

Some months ago I had a six month plan to write a series of articles on how to find peace & calm in our busy world focusing on meditation. Part of the plan was to interview women in the field of spirituality & wellness. However, this did not really happen because I realized that I am not that kind of writer.The truth is, that like any stereotypical ‘artist’, I am self-centered when it comes to writing. It needs to be personal. It needs to share my voice, perspective & personal monologue on the world. Unfortunately, I am not fascinated enough by others to share their stories for them. I am happy to read inspiring stories that others want to share either by their own hand or another’s, but not by mine.I realize this may sound horrible, but such as it is. Part of my belief in the world is that we are individuals. Instead of waiting around for someone else to notice us or to tell our stories, we are sentient beings fully capable of speaking for ourselves. If we want the world to know about us, then we should take the steps to do so. Waiting for someone else is pure laziness or lack of conviction, suggesting that it isn’t that important to us at the moment. Maybe later it will be.This is not to say that the role of journalism is not important, just that close-ups and profiles is not for me.Instead, I write my story. Or, I write about my own experience & knowledge.So, my latest article has been published.I am quite happy with it because it was written from the heart. Although it did not take me long to actually write it in the end, the processing time had been going on for a while. I felt as if my voice & heart was in it.It is times like this when I feel the itch to write my story with this heartfelt voice. I wonder if I can weave my thoughts well enough to inspire others?When I read the novels of those I know, I am impressed by their skill in storytelling. At the same time, I feel slightly disappointed that I am reading fiction. Imagine, with this gift of storytelling, what they could do in the world to touch hearts & minds? But, is that their purpose? Why isn’t entertainment a sufficient purpose?Because it’s me!Recall, I am a self-centered ‘artist’ type when it comes to writing – perhaps in life too. :PIn any case, I am contemplating taking my judgy self to task and setting a goal of actually writing that book within.No time like the present, right?We’ll see….~T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 16:22
Feb 132018
 

The days are getting warmer even though it remains cold outside. Spring is coming.

Just this morning we were reminiscing on the fact that it seems like we just saw the leaves fall off the trees, and now the soft green buds are forming in preparation for the spring blossoms.

When I see this, I am reminded so clearly how fast time passes and the impermanence of that which happens in our lives.

In meditation, one of the keys to learning to quiet the mind is learning that our thoughts will continue to come, but we do not need to dwell on them because they pass as does everything in life. When we learn to accept this reality, then we learn to let go of the thoughts and feelings that do not serve to make our lives better. Why spend the little time we have in this season of our lives focusing on negatives when there is so much to enjoy? -for example, the changing season. The fresh green buds starting anew to bring beauty.

So, each day I am waking with more joy and even a smile – after meditation – for I am trying to focus on the fact that life is impermanent and there is much to be grateful for everyday.

-T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 04:36
Feb 062018
 

Yesterday, I wrote about my dark mood thinking that it was ‘frustration’, but that didn’t quite seem to fit. As I let it sit for the night and enjoyed being “lazy” for an evening, it freed my mind to be able to reflect and relax.

This morning, during my meditation, a more accurate explanation came to mind.

– Fulfillment-

I think that perhaps what is wrong is a growing sense that I have moved away from work that fulfills me. Sure, some might see it as a luxury to be able to do that which fulfills us or seems to be completing our life purpose.

However, those same people are very likely carrying around a dark hole inside them as well. This darkness is what I honestly believe leads to illnesses in the body.

While I am happy to have a job with a regular income – in fact a couple of sources of income – , I find that my heart is not fulfilled. I thought also that maybe I needed more creative outlets, but I have plenty of writing opportunities, so that can’t be it.

What is missing is connecting with others on a spiritual level through a physical activity. It is a lack of fullness of breath and the Opening of Sunshine into the Heart to remove the dark spots that get us down in this life that we share.

This also gives new meaning to the name I chose for my yoga business. I have recently been pondering how to describe the type of yoga that I offer and was thinking to call it something like “Correction Yoga” since we cannot use the word “therapy” in this type of yoga. I’ll keep thinking on this, but this is close, as the yoga practice and focus corrects spinal alignment, fullness of breath and perspective on life through OSH.

As if to tell me that I’m on the right track in my thought pattern, I reached out to say “Hello” to my yoga teacher. She replied quickly, saying she’d had a dream about me and wants to Skype. Somehow, we are connected, as every time I feel that I need some spiritual fulfillment she comes into the forefront of my life again.

So, I feel as if I have put my finger on what I was searching for yesterday. It’s a satisfying and uplifting feeling for sure.

There are plenty of good ‘F’ words out there!! O

~T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 09:38
Feb 052018
 

Frustration.

Is that the word I am looking for? I am not sure. It feels right at the moment. What do I have to be frustrated about, though?

Life on the whole is good. We finally have money coming in regularly. Our rent gets paid on time every month. The bills are getting paid. We even have enough money to splurge on little things here and there throughout the month. There is even a glimmer of hope that our (mostly my) things in storage could actually be in the shipping process by the end of the month. That’s extreme progress if you look at where we were just six short months ago.

Yet, there’s an underlying dark spot in my mind that is starting to grow and overwhelm me. If I can name it, will I know how to deal with it?

By now, I should have more awareness and strategies in place to cope with my ups and downs, regular hormonal cycle and stresses of living. Yet, there are times when I feel like our goldfish with short term memories – did I just eat? Am I hungry now?

So, at the moment, the name that comes to mind is frustration.

Perhaps it is the mundane routine of ‘work’. Although my job is fairly diverse, and not every day is the same kind of work, I still feel unchallenged by it. Of course, if I do manage to keep my patience, it will change and I’ll be able to do some new projects soon. It’s just a matter of time.

Still, knowing that doesn’t alleviate the stress I feel.

In any case, I think I am close to putting my finger on this dark place and once I do, then the light will indeed shine again on it. Until then, I shall lightly brood….

~T πŸ˜€

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