I haven't shared a pet photograph in a while and this one of lucky lady caught my eye this morning. It reminds me of how stinking primal we all really are and the amount of sensitivity that is involved in feeling the world through our senses. My dog Poncho teaches me this all the time. Sure, I can analyze a moment and call it good or bad but he can drink it in through the way the wind smells and then pee all over it to mark it in time someway. He has his own mastery of the world.
Has anyone else been having a topsy turvy kind of week? It seems like many of us are and my heart goes out to all as we work to find balance within tough circumstances. The more I endeavor to live from my whole heart, the more I am humbled and the more I am humbled, the more blessed I feel to just be here at all. I don't have it figured it out AT ALL, but it's still so dang rich. Within the problems and confusion, I feel the promise of solutions. As I live my way into those solutions--and somehow I always seem to--I evolve and the world evolves alongside me. I struggle, yet I'm in the flow.
I like embracing this "warts and all" attitude amidst a regime of extreme self-care. For me, this week, that has looked like early morning deep-listening meditation, buying two big bags of organic greens from the local market, voting for our next DC mayor, calming oil massage, asking for support from my family and time with my friends that have known me the longest. Sleep also helps.
This may be all the wisdom I have to offer right now but it feels like enough. Oh and this line from Mary Oliver just jumped into my head so I can also offer that.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. Tell me, what else should I have done? Have a wonderful weekend. I love you all so much.