These were my mornings. This one rather crowded one, but still enjoyable. Tybee in the winter time. I made sure that I was out each morning around 7am at the latest with the dog, to breathe in the air, the quiet and beautiful sunrise. I was out there in the afternoon or late mornings for a walk, just taking in as much as possible. Reflecting and being quiet was easy for that week, despite the large number of people at the house and kids getting up early in the morning. It is always easier to be around other people`s families because you can enjoy them without the history that comes with your own family.
Which brings me to my current struggle. Day 4, I am stuck in the realms of cigarette smoke, and somewhat of a lock down in the house since my family doesnt believe in outside activities. We are so different, and here is my chance to be with it and accept it and learn to let go, yet I engage in the same old pattern that seems to cause me grief and anxiety.
We never do much, we sit around, and we seldom go out to enjoy the really beautiful nature that surrounds this place. The house is in the sticks and the only thing that is wonderful around here is nature and we don`t go out. We sit and breathe in cigarette smoke and we don`t open the windows. Ah yes so much I can be sad and upset about.
In any case, we all have our struggles. And this is one of mine. As much as I feel that I have made leaps into living a more mindful life, this part of my life always fails to be in sync. Eckhart would say that this is what my practice should be about. So much more to learn...
