Look Up
/I take many photos of the red rocks of Sedona. But yesterday was cool enough to sit on the terrace, and I looked up at a blue sky with gorgeous cumulus clouds. I lifted my camera upward.
I take many photos of the red rocks of Sedona. But yesterday was cool enough to sit on the terrace, and I looked up at a blue sky with gorgeous cumulus clouds. I lifted my camera upward.
I practice the Al-Anon program. It isn’t a course I’ll ever complete—like exercise, or healthy eating. One of the Al-Anon suggestions is to “do someone a good turn and not get found out.” It’s a simple way of saying what Matthew 6:4 urges: “Let your kindness be done quietly. . . .” So I’m sitting with the question of how I might accomplish this challenge—at least once a week. Any suggestions?
Someone recently asked me to guide her through the 12 steps, which I am very happy to do. Working the 12 steps is not a “one and done” exercise, and it benefits me, as well as the person who asked.
The first step is, “We admitted we were powerless over (fill in the blank), and our lives had become unmanageable.”
My assignment for us is to make a list of what we’re powerless over. Not a “one and done” list, but one we keep adding to, over a few days. Trying to exercise power over what we’re powerless over is a recipe for exhaustion and despair.
What are you powerless over? When will you be ready to let it go?
One of my favorite sayings is, “What I focus on, gets stronger.”
For awhile I’ve been fuming over the disappointing performance of my yard service. So I fired them and then had no one to do the work. Yesterday, all by myself , I did the two tasks that most irritated me. Then, because I was in my yard, not looking from a window, I was able to see a solution to two more issues.
So I moved out of resentment into gratitude that I am still physically able to do a bit of yard work myself and imagine improvements.
Is my experience familiar to you?
Someone recently asked me how I stay so calm. My answer was, “I breathe.” I start most days with meditation, using a rosary that I watched being made by a Cajun woman in Louisiana. It’s made of hard, round seeds instead of beads. As my fingers move from seed to seed, I breathe in, “Yah.” I breathe out, “Weh.” Yahweh. The ancient name for God.
I go around twice. Then I’m fit to enjoy my day. How do you start your day?
Last month’s travel was challenging for my body. But after several days’ rest, I felt strong. So I bought new hiking shoes and yesterday hiked a portion of my favorite Sedona Trail. It was the right level of challenge. Now I’ll slowly increase the distance as the fear dissipates. It was about this time two years ago that I broke my hip and began the long journey of recovery. It’s been slower than I wanted, but it’s been steady. I think it’s important, in recovery, to go at my own pace while pushing a bit to do what I truly want. What do you think?
This morning in the Village of Oak Creek a blue, smoky haze prevails. Low clouds obscure the sun’s rays. A muted morning.
How is your morning?
In my month-long trip to Cannon Beach, I put myself and my family first. I was untethered—not tied to anything except my commitment to relax and enjoy being with my family. The experience was liberating. I was totally available. All relationships were deepened and refreshed.
I’m spending June at Cannon Beach, Oregon, with my family, having a precious experience. As you know, I write an intention almost every day. Here’s what I wrote this morning: “I love.”
Notice there is no object for my love.
People are flawed. They say careless things. They make mistakes. My job is simply to love. My family has taught me this, and I’m grateful.
“Love is patient. Love is kind. Love keeps no record of wrongs.” 1 Corinthians 13
I love.
What is your intention for today?
When I meditate, my mind clears, and my pathway forward becomes clear.
A few days ago, I flew for the first time with my dog. I had learned what I needed to do, and there was no more knowledge on that topic to be acquired. But I was uneasy. My knees are not as strong as they used to be. Would I be able to manage a suitcase and a dog in a carrier? I was full of apprehension.
I stewed. I worried. Then I meditated. After my mind was very still, this intention came to me: “I am uplifted by kind people who want to help.” I wrote it on my calendar for the day of travel. When that morning arrived, I got out of the shuttle that had taken us to the airport and started pushing my suitcase toward the door, carrying the dog in carrier in my other hand. Almost immediately, a young man was in front of me. “May I help?” He took me to the counter and went for a wheelchair. The moment I finished checking in, the wheelchair was there. Long story short, when I needed something, it was immediately provided, including a flight attendant who was a dog-lover.
When I landed, the wheelchair for me was first in line.
Intention works.
May you have peace.
May you find joy.
May you be at ease.
“Just for today I will live through this day only and not try to solve all my problems at once” (from an Al-Anon bookmark entitled Just for Today.)
Memories of the past and anticipations of the future are not current reality. As I write, I’m looking over a pond where a mama duck is being followed by her babies. Earlier, I spotted two mourning doves guarding their nest.
When my mind is clear, I am free to notice what’s in front of me. My intention for the day: I am free to flow with the day.
To plug my latest book, Live the Life You Truly Want, I did the following podcast. Live the Life contains starters for meaningful conversations, and I hope small groups will pop up for that purpose. OR I can do Zoom, if you want me in on the conversation.
https://www.youtube.com/live/4xp0nBpAcrA?si=PwLJ4bPtlIXWL4Sm
Last week I read a book entitled Rending the Veil by Ward J. Bauman, which was about the Gospel of Philip, one of the Dead Sea scrolls. This book awakened me to the realization that God is energy. Immediately, I remembered the burning bush that appeared to Moses. Then I thought of the pilot light in my fireplace, always there, ready to burst into full flame when needed.
What is God to you?
For almost 26 years I have worked the Al-Anon program, a way to live that is simple, but not easy. Its goal is for members to live peaceful lives, so that we emit the energy of serenity that sustains our own tranquility, as well as harmonious relationships. This morning I awoke with these words on my mind, from our bookmark entitled “Just for Today”: “Just for today I will try to live through this day only, and not tackle all my problems at once.” Along the way, I’ve also heard this slogan: “Be where your feet are.”
How are these words useful to you today?
Along the way, I have learned two important principles about love:
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love keeps no record of wrongs. (1 Cor. 13)
Love God first, myself second, and everyone else after that.
Lately I’ve been noticing that I say things to myself that I would not say to any other human being. Critical words. Harsh. So today I’m setting two intentions:
Speak kindly to myself.
Forgive myself easily.
How about you?
I take mornings as they come. Some days, I leave the house by 7:30 a.m. Other, blank calendar days, I relax. Go slow. Just do the next right thing. I’ve lived the life of pressure and rush. I prefer quiet, calm, and slow, with the assurance that when needed, I can still get up and go.
What are mornings to you?
My creaky knees and hip surgery recovery convinced me that I have limitations and thus increased my fear of trying new things. But the opportunity to be featured at a writers’ event in Flagstaff drew me out, and I decided to give it a go. I discovered I can make a long drive, find my way to an event, set up, interact meaningfully with people, tear down, buy a couple of things at a favorite shop, and then (because I could not find the elevator to the parking garage!) carry a 20-pound bag down a flight of stairs to my car, followed by driving home.
Today I sense anxiety subsiding and other possibilities opening.
How have you stretched yourself lately?
Sometimes, in social situations, we play a role, behaving how we think a guest or host ought to be, according to some standard we learned along the way. I’m expecting guests for lunch. I just sent a text confirming the time and writing, “I look forward to BEING with you.” The word being jumped out at me. I realized that I want my focus to be not on what I do, but who I am with these dear friends. I shift my focus from food preparation to peace of mind and anticipation of meaningful conversation.
When you entertain, where is your focus?
I ate lunch recently at Up the Creek in Page Springs, AZ. My table was at a window overlooking Oak Creek, high above it. While I waited for my friends to arrive, I gazed at the scene. The water was so clear that I could see fish swimming. Then, dramatically, a great blue heron flew by, skimming the water. Close to my window, ruby red hummingbirds flitted in and out of the sunlight, flashing their brilliant red.
Suddenly, a male Western Tananger appeared on a branch close to the window where I was sitting, brilliantly yellow, even in the shade.
What is your experience of simply observing nature?