If life beyond cancer and meditation has taught me anything, it’s the importance of living in the present moment. I’m not always there, believe me. I am often reliving the past or planning the future, but I’m working on it.
As this moment is the third day of a three-day weekend, I have to ask myself, “What am I doing on the computer?” This is officially a weekend day to be with my husband and children, who are going back to school in just two more days. I should be relaxing, but I have a problem making myself do that. I definitely need to take time to stop and smell the flowers, yet here I sit.
So, I’m going to make this Meditation Monday post short and sweet. Setting an intention really helps place yourself in the moment. One of my favorites is the chant: Lokah Samastah Sukhino Bhavantu. Loosely translated, it means, “May the entire Universe be filled with Peace and Joy, Love and Light.”
I will be meditating today by simply being. I will plug in to the people around me. For today, I will forego virtual social contact for actual contact. I will be present and unrushed. I will laugh and share and I will connect. I will consider work a four letter word to be avoided until tomorrow, when it all begins again. And I will be glad for the opportunity to live in the present with the people I love the most. If I can do that, then the Universe, or at least my little piece of it, will truly be filled with Peace and Joy, Love and Light.
To all my American friends, Happy Labor Day! To all of my many friends throughout the world, have a wonderful day and talk with you tomorrow.
Survival > Existence,
Debbie, Thanks for telling me
Debbie, Thanks for telling me about the book. Will have to pick it up. Do you do guided imaagery? Have been looking for a DVD or a CD. Found a website that has ones specifiic to things like anxiety and depression, even OCD.
I so need to practice being
I so need to practice being in the moment – the present. This will sound morbid, but for years before cancer I have thought too much, worried too much, about time passing and the “journey” being over too fast. Always triggers. Like today when I was watching all the 9/11 10-year anniversary stuff. Just blew my mind that it’s been 10 years since I was driving and heard it on the radio as it was happening. Literally seems to me like it just happened. And if I live to a ripe age, the next 10 years are like not quite a third of the time I have let. Sick, I know … to take this to a more positive place, I keep telling myself what my husband says when I stick him with my obsesion of time flying so fast it’s scary …
He says, “Yeah, that’s why you have to enjoy it.”