Author: Donna Pierce

Mindful Monday: May you be happy

Mindful Monday: May you be happy

Buddhism, contemplation, Love, mindfulness, peace, spiritual practice, Spirituality
I'm taking a weekly class on meditation and cultivating compassion. One of the practices is to repeat time-honored phrases of lovingkindness (aka metta or maitri in Buddhist traditions) to oneself, such as "May I be happy. May I be free from suffering. May I know peace and joy" in meditation and throughout the day. The words can be changed, depending on your needs, but I've stuck with these basic, easy-to-remember phrases for now. We also "send" these phrases to others, known and unknown, in our lives in order to remind ourselves of our common humanity. Although I don't necessarily feel the emotions of happiness, ease, peace, and joy when silently saying these phrases, with practice I'm now more likely to catch myself in the midst of a negative story in my mind and switch to saying these ...

Mindful Monday: Relax, control freaks!

Challenge, mindfulness
This week, I thought I'd write a very short, simple post about control issues again because so many of us struggle with them. We can't control our thoughts. For the most part, they come and go on their own. We can't control the emotions that arise in us because we feel what we feel when we feel it. We can't control most of what happens in our bodies. If we can control so little within the borders of our own selves, how is it that we imagine we can control other people or events that come into our lives? We can control our choices and behaviors, and that's about it, so maybe we control freaks can relax a little. … What are you noticing about control today? ... for Mindful Monday ... © 2014, post, Donna Pierce Photo credit: The Wizard of Oz (film), 1939, produced by Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer. I f

Mindful Monday: Control Issues?

Buddhism, Challenge, contemplation, mindfulness, overwhelmed, Spirituality
Do you have control issues? I do. In the past five years, my family has experienced a long string of stressful events—terminal illness diagnoses, deaths, breakdowns, emergencies, chemo and radiation, surgeries, and alarming revelations. Life kept falling apart. It still is. I struggled to control the outcomes of these events because I found myself terrified by suffering and loss. Surely if I knew how to do just the right thing, I could make a situation turn out well, solve the problem, or keep people from dying. When I couldn’t, which was most of the time, I felt like I had failed: bad mother, bad daughter, bad wife. Self-loathing escalated. Margaret Wheatley, a consultant, writer, and student of Pema Chödrön, sheds light on this idea of hating oneself because we think we fall short whe