Friday, October 23
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Tag: Paradise in Plain Sight

Mindful Monday: Forgive and Forget

Buddhism, forgiveness, mindfulness, Spirituality
For years, I've carried the weight of self-blame for so much, whether or not it was "deserved." I'm worn out and worn down. It's literally making me ill, and so it must stop. Today, I find balm in these words: "I can make my life whole, and only I can do it... We forgive because we can. And we forget because we must, or we condemn ourselves to lifetimes of pain... Forget that story, and do not replace it with another. Forget what might have been and what might yet be. The past is gone, and the future will arrive on schedule... Today is the tonic for yesterday. Now is the only cure for then. Forget, and you know genuine gratitude. Gratitude is the fruit of letting go." -- Karen Maezen Miller, Paradise in Plain Sight: Lessons from a Zen Garden. ... Today, what could you forgive and forget? ....
Mindful Monday: "You will never get your act together"

Mindful Monday: "You will never get your act together"

Buddhism, mindfulness, peace, Spirituality
It seems like somebody a lot more mindful than I am should be writing "Mindful Monday." I spent the weekend in a funk of anxiety, feeling trapped, inadequate, self-blaming, and ashamed. Couldn't pull myself out of it... until I read an excerpt from Karen Maezen Miller's book, Paradise in Plain Sight, that Miller posted on Facebook on Sunday evening: A good part of life’s distress is conjured out of anxious expectation, cruel judgment, painful rumination, or maudlin self-indulgence. Try letting go of all that. If you don’t do Zen the way you do everything else, how would it be? It would be real. What a relief to accept that you will never get your act together. Then it is no longer an act. You can begin to live as you really are. ...and then I woke up, remembered, and felt a whole lot be...

Mindful Monday: No hitchhikers allowed

Buddhism, inner peace, mindfulness, Spirituality
"It seems I've lived as though there were two of me. Right where I stand is me as I am. Opposite me is another me, one I've never met. She is quite wonderful, charming, and accomplished... She says and does nothing she regrets... She has all the potential I have misspent... I am taunted by her perfection. The problem for me, you see, is not that I compare myself to you, but that I compare myself to someone who doesn't even exist: the other me... I always imagined this other me to be happier than the real me, which made me feel lacking and sad. I wonder: Do we grieve most for what we've lost or for what we never had? Letting go of her, I find I've lost nothing. The entire world was mine to begin with. She was just hitching a ride. I can't believe I put up with her nonsense for so long." -- ...