I have never had an easy time in the winter. I was just looking back at previous posts over the years and every winter I feel blue. I just came from the gym, so that always lifts my mood. Exercise, meditation, reading, gratitude... all of those help.
I'm listening to President Obama talk now about one of the young students, Grace, who was killed in the shooting in Newtown, Connecticut. I hope that he can succeed in getting effective gun control laws passed.
Here is a quote from Pema, who always seems to be the person I turn to when I am feeling down:
"Rejoice in ordinary life"
"We can learn to rejoice in even the smallest blessings our life holds. It is easy to miss our own good fortune; often happiness comes in ways we don't even notice. It's like a cartoon I saw of an astonished-looking man saying, 'What was that?' The caption below read, 'Bob experiences a moment of well-being.' The ordinariness of our good fortune can make it hard to catch.
The key is to be here, fully connected with the moment, paying attention to the details of ordinary life. By taking care of ordinary things - our pots and pans, our clothing, our teeth - we rejoice in them. When we scrub a vegetable or brush our hair, we are expressing appreciation: friendships toward ourselves and toward the living quality that is found in everything. This combination of mindfulness and appreciation connects us fully with reality and brings us joy."
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Monday, January 14, 2013
The path of the bodhisattva-warrior
"Wherever we are, we can train as a warrior. The practices of meditation, loving-kindness, compassion, joy, and equinimity are our tools. With the help of these practices, we can uncover the soft spot of bodhichitta, the tenderness of the awakened heart. We will find that tenderness in sorrow and in gratitude. We will find it behind the hardness of rage and in the shakiness of fear. It is available in loneliness as well as in kindness.
Many of us prefer practices that will not cause discomfort, yet at the same time we want to be healed. But bodhichitta training doesn't work that way. A warrior accepts that we can never know what will happen to us next. We can try to control the uncontrollable by looking for security and predictability, always hoping to be comfortable and safe. But the truth is that we can never avoid uncertainty. This not knowing is part of the adventure, and it's always what makes us afraid.
Bodhichitta training offers no promise of happy endings. Rather this "I" who wants to find security -- who wants something to hold on to -- can finally learn to grow up. The central question of a warrior's training is not how we avoid uncertainty and fear but how we relate to discomfort. How do we practice with difficulty, with our emotions, with the unpredictable encounters of an ordinary day?"
Pema Chodron
I haven't written any posts since November, when my dear friend Emily Squires was in the hospital. Sadly, she died a few days later.
I just haven't had the heart to write anything because the fall was so bleak and I'm still struggling to get through the days. I miss Em and life feels so uncertain. This morning, I had to read some Pema Chodron to be reminded that this is just the part of life that is real - that we do live in uncertainty and we always will.
When I fight my sadness, it always seems to dig in deeper, so I will try to sit with it. It's a bleak January day. We went through Hurricane Sandy (which isn't over for thousands of people whose homes were destroyed.) We saw a horrible school shooting and still there is a battle over gun control.
I'm sitting with sadness this morning and I'm trying not to fight it. I know this too shall pass and that I have so much to be grateful for. Emily is no longer with us and that is truly sad. I just had a thought though, to call a mutual friend this morning, who is probably also missing Emily.
It's hard to lose someone you love and I loved Emily. I'm watching my dog, Lucy, falling apart. She is 17 now. I'm not sure of the future, but then who is? I wish for happy endings, but if I'm to be a real warrior, I guess I have to accept that there is no promise of happy endings, just this moment, and growing up and relating to discomfort.
"How do we practice with difficulty, with our emotions, with the unpredictable encounters of an ordinary day."
Many of us prefer practices that will not cause discomfort, yet at the same time we want to be healed. But bodhichitta training doesn't work that way. A warrior accepts that we can never know what will happen to us next. We can try to control the uncontrollable by looking for security and predictability, always hoping to be comfortable and safe. But the truth is that we can never avoid uncertainty. This not knowing is part of the adventure, and it's always what makes us afraid.
Bodhichitta training offers no promise of happy endings. Rather this "I" who wants to find security -- who wants something to hold on to -- can finally learn to grow up. The central question of a warrior's training is not how we avoid uncertainty and fear but how we relate to discomfort. How do we practice with difficulty, with our emotions, with the unpredictable encounters of an ordinary day?"
Pema Chodron
I haven't written any posts since November, when my dear friend Emily Squires was in the hospital. Sadly, she died a few days later.
I just haven't had the heart to write anything because the fall was so bleak and I'm still struggling to get through the days. I miss Em and life feels so uncertain. This morning, I had to read some Pema Chodron to be reminded that this is just the part of life that is real - that we do live in uncertainty and we always will.
When I fight my sadness, it always seems to dig in deeper, so I will try to sit with it. It's a bleak January day. We went through Hurricane Sandy (which isn't over for thousands of people whose homes were destroyed.) We saw a horrible school shooting and still there is a battle over gun control.
I'm sitting with sadness this morning and I'm trying not to fight it. I know this too shall pass and that I have so much to be grateful for. Emily is no longer with us and that is truly sad. I just had a thought though, to call a mutual friend this morning, who is probably also missing Emily.
It's hard to lose someone you love and I loved Emily. I'm watching my dog, Lucy, falling apart. She is 17 now. I'm not sure of the future, but then who is? I wish for happy endings, but if I'm to be a real warrior, I guess I have to accept that there is no promise of happy endings, just this moment, and growing up and relating to discomfort.
"How do we practice with difficulty, with our emotions, with the unpredictable encounters of an ordinary day."
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