Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Finding Appreciation for What IS

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After a delightful holiday weekend spending time with family/friends in NYC and hanging beach side with my beloved daughter in VA, I can’t help but notice how good it feels to be home.

In addition, today marks 2 years since I relocated to Denver after residing in NYC for 14 years. Naturally, I feel drawn to reflect upon my journey over the last couple years and in doing so I am filled with deep gratitude and appreciation for the path and where I am in this particular moment in time.

With this awareness, I also recognize that so many people (myself included) struggle or have struggled with finding appreciation for the transitional growing pains that this human experience has.

Like everyone else, my journey has had it’s own unique set of challenges/circumstances and thankfully certain practices, tools, teachers, etc. have been instrumental in helping me learn to better navigate this insanely wild ride of existence.

I will say that from this perspective one of the most valuable things I’ve come to see is the value in contentment and embracing what is. (I know easier said than done) I share all this not to suggest that one should resign to a life of mediocrity or not challenge the status quo… I share because in many ways contentment can be a portal to actually experiencing the magic in the mundane and seeing the extraordinary in the ordinary.

I remember very early on when I committed to Yoga and learned the practice of Reiki, I somehow believed that if I meditated long enough, practiced Yoga religiously, read more books, studied along side more of my favorite teachers, directed my gaze toward more ‘positive’ thinking and even controlled my reaction to the others, including whatever showed up that I might one day ‘arrive’ at some sustained, enlightened state of being. What that meant for me was just another ‘means’ to an end, an imaginary future moment when I would one day have it ALL figured out… Boy, was I naive.

I will say that the tools and the practices have not been in vain. In my experience, the more I have said yes to myself, to the path, to the tools, to opening, to growing, to embracing my vulnerabilities and idiosyncrasies, along with BEING with my own feelings of grief, suffering, disappointment, projection, joy, laughter and Love… it’s all broken me open and yet, provided huge opportunities for growth.

The gift…

For me the commitment to being intimate with myself has somehow, over time eased the weight of the transitional waves and shifted my perspective during seemingly difficult situations that arise from time to time.

When sharing Yoga or Reiki, I often point to the gift in cultivating the art of REALLY listening to our body, to exploring it and paying attention to the internal whispers and nudges of our heart, not as a means to an end of course but an opportunity to learn how to truly honor and listen to the wild, soft, ecstatic, brilliant, beautiful, unique animal of our body and trust in the deeper intelligence and wisdom that it carries.

In the words of Mary Oliver-

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.