A new habit is emerging. I can’t explain why, but it is. As if I am planting roots toward a new life. It’s happening organically, without pushing and trying. The only way to sustainable growth.
For several weeks now, I have been going to bed around 8 p.m. to read myself to sleep and wake up around 4 a.m. Before, I would just stay in bed, toss and turn until the sun came up, but now I get out of bed, make myself a hot cup of tea and take time to tend to my soul.
I light a candle and just listen to the soft whisperings of my heart. It has much to say since it rarely gets the microphone. Take root in your authenticity. Go long and deep with daily habits that will, over time, harvest a lush garden for an easeful life. Commit to Self.
The words surrender, accept and live with intention rise to the surface. Go inward. Meditate. Contemplate. Honor your Body, Mind and Soul. Create Yourself into Being. Be one with the universe.
BE. Be here now. Being is enough. Be the tree yet, let your branches bear fruit.
And…Write as if your life depended on it. With time, I’m coming to realize that it does. Like the breath…
When I write in the still and quiet, I am reminded of the mystery of life. The profound connection I share with all living things with just the breath and the spiritual connection I sense with each page I write. You, out there, me here, breathing in and out. That’s a comforting notion, don’t you think? And there’s no living without it.
Miracles abound when I pay close attention. The ordinary moments become oh, so extraordinary.
I went outside and looked up at the night sky. The stars were like diamonds, shimmering bright against a dark back drop. Crisp and clear, Orion, the constellation, (a hunter in Greek mythology) made his presence known quietly in all his magnificent glory. I wish I could have shared this night vision with you.
As I turn off my computer, I hear a bird chirping her morning song. What a beautiful melody.