In darkest times, I learned to pray, asking each day for healing and insight to guide me. I walked with awareness, appreciating the sacredness of all living things.
Breathing consciously, I discovered an effective way to release tension.
In meditative moments, letting go of self, I felt at one with nature.
“What does that mean?” my son once asked me. I invited him to join me.
“Let go of yourself and imagine that you are a part of everything: feel the breeze flow through you; let birdsong vibrate within.”
My then ten-year-old son immersed himself in the experience. “If everyone did this,” he responded; “we wouldn’t need anger.”
Time passes; life calms, and I forgo my daily practice, till pressure builds up again, and I recognize that it’s time to start anew.
(Image my own)
I’d love to hear about your mindful practice.