Bliss, joy, delight...whatever you want to call it...lives everywhere.
(This coming from the same woman who wrote about misery on Mother's Day.) You know those crux moments in your day? Maybe it's getting your children ready for school, or brushing everyone's teeth/pajama finding/story reading/snack getting before bedtime, or maybe it's getting food on the table during the curiously crazy early evening hours of 4-6pm (What IS it about that time of day?).
Well, that was me, the other day. The getting dinner ready madness. Stir the kale, respond to request/demands for water, tripping over little feet under my feet, wash a couple of dishes to make room for slicing cheese, ignore the phone. I could feel my stress level close to peak when I turned around and saw this scene.
Saschy playing peekaboo with her bowl of yogurt.
Stop everything and get the camera. Take a breath. Chill the fuck out.
Really...couldn't we tell ourselves that about eight million times a day? My primary practice right now is prying apart my consciousness from it's mired-ness in me (that spinning brain which thinks that this world of matter, my feelings and wishes and concerns is all there is) and widening the gap to get access to the more that is out there. I've been watching myself from across the room.
Just that changes everything.
Try it right now, if you want. Watch yourself from across the room, reading this. Smile at your loveliness. Look at how marvelous you are, an absolute miracle sitting there with all your doubt about your miraculousness.
It's crazy that we ever doubt that everything is so very fine. (Yes, you have my permission to remind me of these words next time I'm down in the guck. In fact, PLEASE do.) I noticed myself staring at these two children I get to be with, thinking, how? How did you come into being? Seeing you here in front of me, how could I ever doubt that everything I could ever imagine and better is possible. Probable, in fact.
Thank you, world. Let me release my demands on you and simply revel.

I love the idea of being close to your heart.Thanks to you.
Posted by: kris laroche | May 16, 2010 at 09:34 PM
This brought me to tears. Yes, all the madness but every day - every moment is so miraculous. Will keep this post close to my heart today to be nearer to each moment rather than getting wound up in it.
Posted by: Jenniesmith@gmail.com | May 13, 2010 at 11:20 AM
Thank-you Kris. I'll hold this with me as I move through my day. You always give me so much to think about in the day, you are part of my morning coffee/internet ritual.
Posted by: gen | May 12, 2010 at 07:55 AM
my dinner madness was horrible today. One interruption after the other. A needed her
scarf tied around her body just so, and Z needed to tell me all about his drawings. How to get everything on the table at once? Why is this so important, when I have these
two little gifts of wonder that are bursting
with enthusiasm? They are so in the moment. My thoughts always seem to be elsewhere.
Posted by: Mary Leveque | May 11, 2010 at 10:23 PM