I practiced for the girls high school tennis team like no other! Up in the dark in Chicago’s mitten wearing March weather to head outside with my wooden racquet to bounce the ball against the brick wall across the street, that was practice.
This coming home into the arms, the gentle wisdom and grace of Hagia Sophia, this is what I long for every morning, throughout the day. It is a well worn path, this coming home to the Beloved.
The practice for me these days is to see Her, this abounding and eternal love and beauty, to see Her in the despair, in the wreckage. ‘Cause she’s there. My practice is to scout her out.
I enjoyed the prompt quote you provided for this, "a practice is build on the moment of return,." It reminded me of a friend's mantra for the service she gave day after day: "Just show up." I've ended many "meditation" sessions--which I put in quotes because my mind was doing anything but that--with a promise to God that "I'll be back." And I've kept coming back for nearly 30 years now. And whenever withdraw to a quiet place (inward and outward), I do some home as God's presence is right there, as it always is.
“Just show up” is a regular mantra for my own life practice. Says it so well. And may I suggest that the mind being a monkey during our meditation sessions is precisely part of meditation? No need for ““! 😊
I would say that observing a monkey mind is part of meditation. Sitting there without any sense of concentration, observation, or absorption in such observation I wouldn't personally distinguish from non-meditative states of awareness. But, as I'm not one to try to clock minutes or hours "meditating," the distinction is rather moot. :)
That we are all art, and the more beautiful the more we nourish. That's our work, to create a space of beauty around us that nourishes the planet.
With creating enough spaces--war, hate, disharmony, violence is gone. Gone! it could be.
I believe with you. I create with you. Thank you, Nanzia.
Yes, indeed! I also see and claim this as my work. Glad to be doing it in your company!
I practiced for the girls high school tennis team like no other! Up in the dark in Chicago’s mitten wearing March weather to head outside with my wooden racquet to bounce the ball against the brick wall across the street, that was practice.
This coming home into the arms, the gentle wisdom and grace of Hagia Sophia, this is what I long for every morning, throughout the day. It is a well worn path, this coming home to the Beloved.
The practice for me these days is to see Her, this abounding and eternal love and beauty, to see Her in the despair, in the wreckage. ‘Cause she’s there. My practice is to scout her out.
So beautiful. Yes, she comes in each breath, eternal love.
“Scout her out.” Love that.
My Mantras return me to my practice, daily……
In the now, centered in light, radiating love, finding the blessings
Present moment
Deep breaths
The Now
Flexibility
Adaptability
Trust
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Journaling is a spiritual practice that keeps me thriving in this game called life, one day at a time.
❤️
Thank you for what you teach us about that practice!
I once believed that some one else could tell/teach me to be still. I practice trusting that I can design my own path to coming home to self.
Maybe the entirety of spiritual life and practice is deepening trust?
Thank you for the song! I shared it immediately with my daughter-in-law! Made me happy this morning!
That makes ME happy!
I can always start over.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
I enjoyed the prompt quote you provided for this, "a practice is build on the moment of return,." It reminded me of a friend's mantra for the service she gave day after day: "Just show up." I've ended many "meditation" sessions--which I put in quotes because my mind was doing anything but that--with a promise to God that "I'll be back." And I've kept coming back for nearly 30 years now. And whenever withdraw to a quiet place (inward and outward), I do some home as God's presence is right there, as it always is.
“Just show up” is a regular mantra for my own life practice. Says it so well. And may I suggest that the mind being a monkey during our meditation sessions is precisely part of meditation? No need for ““! 😊
I would say that observing a monkey mind is part of meditation. Sitting there without any sense of concentration, observation, or absorption in such observation I wouldn't personally distinguish from non-meditative states of awareness. But, as I'm not one to try to clock minutes or hours "meditating," the distinction is rather moot. :)