Mary Oliver writes "Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?". Since I can remember, I've carried this with me as a thought and as a question to really consider, for bringing intention into my life, its such a fun open ended question!
In the early 2000's I recall jumping on board with this small obsession with French Women. Does anyone else remember this? I joined chat rooms, to invite more of this french way of living into my life. What I can see now, is that the interest and the obsession for his way of life for many of the women was this idea of living intentionally. Of not being just carried along by life, but by actively carving out an idea of what you would like to do with your life? How would you like it to look? Where might you live, and with whom? What might you wear? Eat? What music might you listen to? Yes, a totally use of all the senses here is required.
And what's fun about this is the fact that you might discover that you love eating like a french women, but nah, you dress like a J Crew or Country Road gal. You might love baguettes but alas, your gluten free. Or you might love riding your bike, but only in perfect weather! (ahem... me!).
Throughout our days and weeks are scattered little hints as to what your one and only precious life might look like. Little hints here and there, but we must be quiet and still to see and hear them.
Can you take time, go to a quiet place? Take a cup of tea to your favourite nook in your home? If that won't work, go to a coffee shop where you won't be interrupted. Sit and listen. Make this a sacred practice. During the week, can you take time to sit and listen, as you wander through your day and week can you look out for little hints of what seeds may be aching to grow? How can you bring more of you into your life?
Can you get to a Yoga class? A class where you will have an opportunity to release some tension and stress and get yourself to a point where your lovely body isn't aching, where its becoming a finely tuned instrument for you to listen to? Could you go for a walk on your own, maybe with a notebook?
Here are some little nudges for you:
Find quiet and still time / home, coffee shop, a lovely walk. Maybe ask yourself a riff on what Mary Oliver wrote so beautifully: What can I begin to weave into my life that really lights me up? What do I wish for? What dreams do I have that I could step toward? What are some of my deep hearts wishes?
Please, don't underestimate the value of small steps.
Taking small steps toward your dreams, and your wishes, is to live more fully into your life.
A life of skilfulness in action!!
Lately I've been investigating why I sit, also known as meditation.
Why are we encouraged to sit?
What are we doing all this for?
And I realised that I sit because I enjoy the process of coming home, to myself. The slow steady process of drawing inward is such a gift to me, such a delight (most days!) and a 'must do' for most days. It's a must do because I do feel the benefit, I feel calmer, lighter, more anchored, but most important for me is I am more able to listen to the faculty of "conscience/intuition & heart", the holy 3.
How can I listen to those 3 if the path toward them isn't familiar? If the road isn't worn? With the practice of sitting, I get to become so connected, really up close and cozy with those 3 until referring to them becomes one of the first things I do.
Hmmm, but not all the time. Because I am human, I will make mistakes. Life gives us lots of opportunities to practice right?
For years, mostly in my teens and 20's I did. not. sit. still. I was busy. I had phones ringing (land and mobile!), many social plans with often two running at the same time, commonly running late, I was dating a few guys (some at the same time!), I was spending and having a huge amount of fun.
What I wasn't doing was being intentional about any of it. I was like a leaky boat, I was spraying my energy, my attention, my money, my love, everywhere. Commonly known as leaking prana! Whoosh, like a hose gone wild! And I wondered why I often felt so damn tired. Yes, go figure!
Then Yoga came onto the scene and the process of slowing down and being intentional began. The seed was planted in that first Ashtanga class I took, all those many years and moons ago.
So I sit, on purpose.
I sit so I can come from the best possible place.
I sit so I can find the best way forward.
I sit because I want to be the best possible person I can be.
Do you sit? If yes, I'd love to know why?